i love it when i catch you looking at me
You know, I did. Not a mistake I’ll ever make again Ianto muses, resisting the urge to shake out his fur as the rain overhead finally stops pelting down against him. Their friendship - their actual friendship - shines through when he’s in this form, and it’s something Ianto has known since the days of Northaven. Which is a good thing, he guesses, because he’s almost more comfortable in fur than out of it, letting out a small whine at the hands that pass over him.
Pressing his muzzle against Remi’s fingers, Ianto consider’s his friends words, and through their bond an unmistakeable pulse of hungry will reach him. Leftovers sound great, he says. I don’t think I’m hurt, just... cold and wet, mostly. The scents were all mixed up in the rain, and the lack of visibility meant that Ianto has spent the past couple of hours hopelessly lost. Not even the light from Aumakua can reach through this.
I can walk, if you lead the way.
Pressing his muzzle against Remi’s fingers, Ianto consider’s his friends words, and through their bond an unmistakeable pulse of hungry will reach him. Leftovers sound great, he says. I don’t think I’m hurt, just... cold and wet, mostly. The scents were all mixed up in the rain, and the lack of visibility meant that Ianto has spent the past couple of hours hopelessly lost. Not even the light from Aumakua can reach through this.
I can walk, if you lead the way.
