Snow Days

In Northaven there had always been some sort of strange resemblance between a shifter and their animal form. Even knowing that such was not the case here, Remi still gasped in surprise at the woman suddenly before him. "It is not your fault." He said with a chuckle that quickly turned into a wince as his stomach muscles tightened around the wound. Before Remi could assure his dread-locked companion that he could conjure a piece of cloth, she'd already pulled a bit from her hair. Smiling appreciatively and trying not to shy away from the pressure of her touch, Remi nodded. "Do you think you could give me a hand up?" He asked with a boyish grin, waiting for her to stand before extending a hand towards her. "Would you believe me if I said this was not the first time I've been stabbed by a bit of wood and have had to limp to the medic this month?" He asked with a quick grin, before turtling his head lowering into his jacket to defend against the wind. "I am Remi, by the way." R ? M I How dare you say it's nothing to me baby, you're the only light I ever saw