Fox to man the red canine went, and Jigano pulled back lips from black-stained teeth in a snarl of blight-fueled rage as Ianto rose to stand above him. Taller the prey might have become, but he had given up his fangs and claws to do so, and that suited the white fox just fine. There were times that he was more lucid, when cunning schemes burned their way through his black-eyed madness and made him more dangerous - and more cruel. Today was not one of those days, however, the rage fueling only a desire to bite and rend, whether animals or people, or most especially Vi's Roses.
Again the prey made noises that were almost familiar, this time aloud, and the white fox paused to cock his head at the sound of... of...
White ears flopped as he shook his head, the low rumble of his growl rising to a vicious snarl as he was taunted with one of the flowers. That just tore it, then. He bounded across the distance between them and launched his lithe white body at Ianto, intending to sink his blackened teeth into the wrist that held the rose unless the clever little man should dodge it and find a way to bite him back.
Again the prey made noises that were almost familiar, this time aloud, and the white fox paused to cock his head at the sound of... of...
White ears flopped as he shook his head, the low rumble of his growl rising to a vicious snarl as he was taunted with one of the flowers. That just tore it, then. He bounded across the distance between them and launched his lithe white body at Ianto, intending to sink his blackened teeth into the wrist that held the rose unless the clever little man should dodge it and find a way to bite him back.
