Snuffling at the ground and thinking broodingly about what it would be like to have yet another monster to be afraid of if the boggarts and their ilk did stray beyond the labyrinth walls, Ianto huffed out a snort and shook out his fur. I don't think I even like to consider it, he said slowly. After all, with the way things work here, we could very well just be giving them ideas, saying things like this inside the maze.
Ears pricking up and nose back to the ground, Ianto gave a yip of triumph. I think I have the scent again. Let's go! Of course he wasn't fool enough to believe that Jigano would be able to keep up with him in his current state, so Ianto excitedly dashed forward and back to check on the other man, leading them in the direction of the scent and hoping it didn't backfire this time.
Hmm...? Deepfrost is... it's a time for rest, for preparation, for reflection. Longnight especially. That was how the Fae saw it, at least. It's nothing like the rumours I've heard about the Hollowed Grounds. It's dark outside, but all is peaceful. It was when I experienced it. It's a time to reconnect with family in friends, catch up on reading... like I said. A time for reflection.
Ears pricking up and nose back to the ground, Ianto gave a yip of triumph. I think I have the scent again. Let's go! Of course he wasn't fool enough to believe that Jigano would be able to keep up with him in his current state, so Ianto excitedly dashed forward and back to check on the other man, leading them in the direction of the scent and hoping it didn't backfire this time.
Hmm...? Deepfrost is... it's a time for rest, for preparation, for reflection. Longnight especially. That was how the Fae saw it, at least. It's nothing like the rumours I've heard about the Hollowed Grounds. It's dark outside, but all is peaceful. It was when I experienced it. It's a time to reconnect with family in friends, catch up on reading... like I said. A time for reflection.
