actin' like a winner for you

please just don't forget me "What else could I have possibly meant?" Ronin wants to know with a playful raise of his eyebrows. He's got just enough time to notice the way people are glancing towards them and murmuring about the Nova's sudden disappearance (and reappearance) before the world becomes a wall of tawny feathers. Humming his appreciation and turning his head to press a kiss to the shield of one wing, Ronin slips his arms around Remi to hold him closer. "I'm not sure. It didn't seem as though it did. It was just... roaming around the jungle. If anything it looked like more of a Frey-made thing." You know, a mash-up of all kinds of random bits of creatures; a patchwork of stuff that's angry for some reason. "Either way, I hope they were able to finish it off. I didn't kill it the way I did Edmoth."