[Seasonal Event] The morning after

Snapping at the snow, Remi watched with the most amused expression his face could make as Isla galloped away from him. With a roar of amusement, Remi stretched and reached and bounded after her, chuckling through their mental bond. Other than the occasional attacking people part it is quite nice. The joke was probably in poor taste, but at this point it was just easier to laugh about the catastrophe his life had become than dwell on any one incident too closely. I am single, live on my own, and am my own employer. He chuckled back with a feline shrug of his shoulders. Suddenly Remi halted, a paw lifted in the air as if he were a pointer dog rather than a predator. His whiskers flickered slightly as his golden eyes homed in on something in the distance. Do you smell that? He asked, not taking his eyes off of the fluttering of gold ahead. 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