[Seasonal Event] The morning after

Lunging as well, Remi's paws extended towards the creature's haunches meaning to still it so that Isla could deepen her purchase on its throat. Though it kicked, his position was fixed, and while it struggled against him, the lion merely dug his claws further into the soft hide and to the meat below. With a hungry yowl, Remi's teeth bit against the luxere's spine, gnawing at it aimlessly as Isla did the lion's share (ha-ha) of the work in bringing the creature towards its inevitable demise. As its struggles ceased and the beautiful glow of its horned dimmed with its life force, Remi released the creature as it sank into the snow, momentarily transfixed by the bright spread splashed onto the canvas of white. Even as a lion Isla looked just as she had the night before, beautiful as always with a mouth smeared by blood. Ladies first He growled playfully, placing a large paw on the luxere's rib cage to hold it steady while Isla tore into its flesh. 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