[Seasonal Event] The morning after

At her growls of protest, Remi turned around and gave her a blank golden stare. Is that whining I hear? Coming from Isla, combat medic and enjoyer of dead things? Isla who is now wearing the body of a lion, put off by a bit of snow? Remi mocked. As she acquiesced, he grinned at her and nodded. That's what I thought. He hummed cheerfully. Though I admit paws are not the best for trudging through the snow. Perhaps we can make our way to the Woodlands where there is less of it on the ground. So saying Remi took off at a brisk trot through the settlement streets. Surely anyone who saw them would assume the pair of lions were Attuned, but even so, they were probably quite the sight to behold. REMI It's not a silly little moment, it's not the storm before the calm This is the deep and dyin' breath of this love we've been workin' on