IANTO
sometimes love can kill a man
Ianto watched them come and go from a snow covered branch high above the shrine, his crimson feathers ruffled, cardinal's song muted for now. He felt it too, of course, Vi's call to action, and he was encouraged even more so by his godmother. Where the lady of the forest was currently he did not know, but with her presence so distant he was fully entranced by the God of Life and his instructions.
And so, fluttering down from the branches, the red bird became a puff of orange, the fox shaking snow from his fur and sniffing about the roses. Careful paws would dig three from the frozen ground, roots and all, taking them gently in his jaws before trotting off again, deep into the forest.
And so, fluttering down from the branches, the red bird became a puff of orange, the fox shaking snow from his fur and sniffing about the roses. Careful paws would dig three from the frozen ground, roots and all, taking them gently in his jaws before trotting off again, deep into the forest.
