IANTO
Having found a good space between a few of the roses, Ianto had just paused when his partially shifted hearing caught something on the icy wind. It was too cold and he was not a winter animal in any sense of the word, so until Amalia actually spoke to him (and was close enough for him to spot her against the snowfall), he didn't know quite what he was looking for.
"Oh, hello," he said, smiling and relaxing as he realised he was among friends. "Yes, I was hoping to unburden myself of this final rose, and then hopefully we can all start to feel a little better about all of this."
So saying, Ianto leant down, his boots crunching against the white powder, and his fingernails shifted into fox-claws that he might dig down to the frozen earth to make a space for this new flower. "Are you the guardian of these particular roses, then?"
"Oh, hello," he said, smiling and relaxing as he realised he was among friends. "Yes, I was hoping to unburden myself of this final rose, and then hopefully we can all start to feel a little better about all of this."
So saying, Ianto leant down, his boots crunching against the white powder, and his fingernails shifted into fox-claws that he might dig down to the frozen earth to make a space for this new flower. "Are you the guardian of these particular roses, then?"
i know places we can hide
