Jigano knew exactly what Rory was implying, but he was too busy 'singing' to try and refute it. Besides, it was hard to make a convincing counter-argument when gentle fingers slid into his fur and he relaxed under their touch in utter contentment. Isuma gave an extra little warble at that, feeling her companion's joy through their bond and approving whole-heartedly. Jigano's friend really was wonderful! A sentiment the fox's heart echoed as he leaned trustingly into the scritches Rory offered with gratifying confidence after the time they'd spent together.
The luxere's approach might have brought an end to the singing, but not to their easy camradarie as a fourth creature joined their little party. Rory easily steadied the little gryphlet so she didn't really fall, but stared up at the gigantic creature in utter fascination as the hunter continued to make friends with it. Even after she was deposited on his lap she was more distracted by the deer than the more emotionally complicated moment going on right beside her. Tail curling and uncurling, she sat obediently to watch it grazing.
What fell out of the bag wasn't large. It was barely two inches long, in fact, but it gleamed in the winter sunlight. Made from solid silver, it was a charm in the shape of a fox - a very detailed and nearly life-like little fox, in fact, and it reflected the snow around them until it was nearly as white as the creature who sat with such hesitance beside his friend, watching Rory's reaction with anxious blue eyes and a heart that was beating far too fast in his narrow chest.
The luxere's approach might have brought an end to the singing, but not to their easy camradarie as a fourth creature joined their little party. Rory easily steadied the little gryphlet so she didn't really fall, but stared up at the gigantic creature in utter fascination as the hunter continued to make friends with it. Even after she was deposited on his lap she was more distracted by the deer than the more emotionally complicated moment going on right beside her. Tail curling and uncurling, she sat obediently to watch it grazing.
What fell out of the bag wasn't large. It was barely two inches long, in fact, but it gleamed in the winter sunlight. Made from solid silver, it was a charm in the shape of a fox - a very detailed and nearly life-like little fox, in fact, and it reflected the snow around them until it was nearly as white as the creature who sat with such hesitance beside his friend, watching Rory's reaction with anxious blue eyes and a heart that was beating far too fast in his narrow chest.
