Characters: Ianto, Myfanwy.
Written For: Challenge 489: Nocturnal at tw100.
Summary: Back in prehistoric times, Myfanwy would have roosted at night, but she’s had to adapt to a different lifestyle living in modern Cardiff.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Nothing Ianto had ever learned about dinosaurs had led him to believe they might be nocturnal. Quite the contrary, since most species were believed to have been cold-blooded reptiles, needing the warmth of the sun to heat their bodies before they could become active, like their smaller and very distant modern relatives.
Of course, Myfanwy wasn’t strictly speaking a dinosaur, she was a pteranodon, and Owen had quickly determined that she was warm-blooded. Nevertheless, back in the prehistoric world were she’d been hatched she probably would have hunted by day and found a high crag to roost on during the night.
Having a huge prehistoric bird flying around Cardiff by day would’ve been difficult to explain though, and perhaps because the city lights provided ample illumination, Myf had readily adapted to a nocturnal existence, napping by day and flying at night, when she was less likely to get noticed and photographed by locals.
Ianto opened the hatch leading from her aerie. “There you go, old girl; have a good time and don’t be late home,” he said, scratching around her crest.
She purred in appreciation, waddled outside, spread her wings, and with one powerful leap, soared into the night sky.