The dragon was flying, silver wings catching the air with a fierce beauty that had Jigano half-composing a verse in his head to capture the moment. Isuma shook the snow off and looked up, Rrreeeep!ing encouragement and excitement as she danced and fluttered her own downy wing arms as if she could join her friend in the sky.
It was a glorious flight, and it ended with a splash - of snow, rather than blood and guts, but the man and the fox were caught in the inadvertent comedy of the moment, Jigano's jaws parting wide in a silent foxy laugh as he tried to put a paw over his nose to hide his amusement. Isuma was simply enthusiastic at how well her friend had flown, bouncing through the fresh powder in little hops and leaps to reach Sugar's side.
Jigano moved into a trot as well, after tossing Ronin a blue-eyed glance of merriment. The vole had, unsurprisingly, tried to burrow down into the snow after a little distance, but Jigano had its location firmly in mind - and in nose. He didn't need to leap; he could hear the little creatures scrabbling to get beneath the crusted snow. A simple pounce to catch it before it could wriggle down further, and a neat click of his jaws to give it a merciful end, and he popped up again to shake the snow off his head.
Trotting back he once again bit the snack into two pieces, only this time he tossed the larger half to Sugar and dropped the head by Isuma for her to nibble it even though her little belly was mostly full from the half-a-mouse earlier. The white fox sat down to clean his muzzle again, but glanced up at Ronin curiously to see how his little one was doing as the little gryphon sat up at his feet and gave a prodigiously tiny yawn.
It was a glorious flight, and it ended with a splash - of snow, rather than blood and guts, but the man and the fox were caught in the inadvertent comedy of the moment, Jigano's jaws parting wide in a silent foxy laugh as he tried to put a paw over his nose to hide his amusement. Isuma was simply enthusiastic at how well her friend had flown, bouncing through the fresh powder in little hops and leaps to reach Sugar's side.
Jigano moved into a trot as well, after tossing Ronin a blue-eyed glance of merriment. The vole had, unsurprisingly, tried to burrow down into the snow after a little distance, but Jigano had its location firmly in mind - and in nose. He didn't need to leap; he could hear the little creatures scrabbling to get beneath the crusted snow. A simple pounce to catch it before it could wriggle down further, and a neat click of his jaws to give it a merciful end, and he popped up again to shake the snow off his head.
Trotting back he once again bit the snack into two pieces, only this time he tossed the larger half to Sugar and dropped the head by Isuma for her to nibble it even though her little belly was mostly full from the half-a-mouse earlier. The white fox sat down to clean his muzzle again, but glanced up at Ronin curiously to see how his little one was doing as the little gryphon sat up at his feet and gave a prodigiously tiny yawn.
