Almost homebound

remi When the heart of this star-crossed voyager beats in time with yours Remi opened one golden eye and glanced at her thoughtfully. His whiskers twitched as he considered her words. The fields were supposed to provide a safe environment as well, but clearly that hadn't worked out so well. Though barring an intruder breaking down the door, Remi couldn't think of anything that might prompt him into a state from which he couldn't come back. Nodding, Remi nuzzled his large head into her hand, growling softly under his breath as his mane all but covered her lap. Relaxing down into the furs and floor, Remi accepted the fusses happily, cocking his head this way and that to give the former-huntress better access. Remi though he finally understood why it was Ianto liked to be fussed over this way as a fox. As a hawk Remi wasn't particularly fond of touches, but quickly he was realizing that in his shape, he was more than happy about it.