That's a relief to hear, the bard admitted, glad that his instincts had been right to offer a trade - and of something he could indeed provide without endangering his friends and family. He listened with focused intent to Ianot's explanation of the wild, beautiful, wonderful, dangerous woman, ears flicking thoughtfully at the information. Illusion... that would explain the ambush, too, he mused. Without a means to see through it, it would make the Fae terrifying foes. I'm glad you say Arduinna holds no animosity towards us... and Delah doesn't seem interested in expansion, only isolation. Hopefully it won't come to conflict. His mental voice was fervent as he watched Ianto , at least until the lookout gave the signal.
He had no brow to raise, but the sense of it was there as Ianto made to pounce. When he held himself back the white fox snorted amused exasperation and shifted himself into position a few feet down from Ianto in case the fish managed to dodge him, while the watch-fox turned to block its escape back upstream. All yours, he confirmed wryly, saving his next question for after the goldfish was captured.
He had no brow to raise, but the sense of it was there as Ianto made to pounce. When he held himself back the white fox snorted amused exasperation and shifted himself into position a few feet down from Ianto in case the fish managed to dodge him, while the watch-fox turned to block its escape back upstream. All yours, he confirmed wryly, saving his next question for after the goldfish was captured.
