I don't know, I got a bit... over-excited, I guess. Ianto managed a laugh, though it wasn't nearly as jubilant as it would have been even a few moments earlier. Once he was finished shaking himself dry, Ianto plonked himself to sit a few feet away from Jigano, his ruddy pelt mightily fluffy as it began to dry in the Longheat sun. The term dryad was foreign to him, an ear flicking towards the bard curiously, though he cheered at the prospect of fishing again.
Getting all four paws beneath him, he joined the two vulpines as they waded back into the river, his golden eyes troubled to hear what Jigano had to say. Every person who has spoken to me about Arduinna has received the same warning. But I cannot stop you from doing what you will. What is it you'd like to know about her? She knows the forest like no one else does, and the Greatwood loves her dearly.
Getting all four paws beneath him, he joined the two vulpines as they waded back into the river, his golden eyes troubled to hear what Jigano had to say. Every person who has spoken to me about Arduinna has received the same warning. But I cannot stop you from doing what you will. What is it you'd like to know about her? She knows the forest like no one else does, and the Greatwood loves her dearly.
