Ianto
Ianto indeed kept sitting, head tilting this way and that as if to find out what the other man was doing being so cautious about him. As he spoke Ianto all but scented it on the air - another Attuned, eh? That saved him a job in shifting onto two legs. So as the questing hand reached for his fluffy tail, Ianto huffed out a sigh and snuffled forward, nosing into the hand instead for some expected fuss.
Whattup yourself, he said through the mental bond they shared, apparently finding nothing about the situation too unusual. I'm Ianto. I came from the forest. Who are you?
Whattup yourself, he said through the mental bond they shared, apparently finding nothing about the situation too unusual. I'm Ianto. I came from the forest. Who are you?