juliet, the dice was loaded from the start

KILLIAN

Killian finished up his chicken as well, then nudged the carcass away from where they lay. He began to groom himself, definitely not wanting to look a bloody mess. Occasionally he would imagine what it would be like if he did this kind of thing but as a human. Really weird, being a shape shifter was an odd deal. But when he was hungry he was hungry, and cheetahs can't stomach the sugar filled junk human Kiki liked to eat. Still it was weird when he thought about the fact that he was technically a human, eating raw and bloody chicken.

He quickly pushed those stupid thoughts from his mind when Ianto spoke again over their mental bond. His description of the wildwoods was actually pretty similar to everything he'd heard so far - the place was just magical. Killian wanted to go really bad, this only spurred his urge to find a way in.

He was offered the other chicken, but shook his head. He'd just finished giving his light chest fur a good cleaning, he didn't need to get messy all over again. Instead he just rolled over onto his side and closed his eyes to bask in the daylight. He chuckled at the fox's comment, Yeah, I feel bad for that guy, he added.

The description of the fae had Killian intrigued, he shifted so he was propped up on his front legs, to face Ianto as he spoke. Are they like... fairies or something? he asked as he tried to construct his mental picture of them.

whatever and ever, amen
oh well, maybe not, let’s try again