Ianto
Ianto gave a yip of almost excitement at the agreement to hunt, the fox waiting by the fence untilt he cheetah drew closer. He could certainly wiggle beneath it without too much of a problem, but the larger cat might find it difficult. Ah, smart, he noted as the feline began clawing at the dirt, Ianto springing up and getting to digging himself. The vulpine was much more suited to the task, it seemed, and whilst he ended up with muddy forepaws, soon enough there was space for both of them to wriggle beneath the fence with ease.
Here's hoping there's no farmer at home. Ianto sent a mental cackle to his new acquaintance, before diving beneath the hole in the fence and immediately getting to work. The panicked squawks and clucks of chickens made it pretty evident that he had emerged right into the middle of their coop - not that he seemed to care.
Here's hoping there's no farmer at home. Ianto sent a mental cackle to his new acquaintance, before diving beneath the hole in the fence and immediately getting to work. The panicked squawks and clucks of chickens made it pretty evident that he had emerged right into the middle of their coop - not that he seemed to care.
