cut our teeth and make our bones right here

Remi

Welcome to the wild, no heroes and villains
Welcome to the war, we've only begun

Grudges might last, but protocol rarely does.

No matter how spitefully members of the staff wanted to keep Remi locked up, it only took a handful of hunters returned back to the compound slung over shoulders in varying levels of dead, for him to be put back into rotation. To the surprise of no one at all, not even the most boisterous of hunters who claimed they could absolutely keep him in line ever showed up to sign him out. So it was that when the light above Remi's door flickered on to indicate that he was going to be pulled out for duty, he had no doubts about who he'd find at the front door.

"And a merry chrysler to you." The wendigo sings with obnoxious cheer to the guard who tugs at his leash. Though Remi can withstand the cold, he must have been an awfully good boy this year to have received a sweater to wear under his jacket. No gloves, but he'd likely end up shredding those anyways.

Higher and higher you chase it
It's deep in your blood, go and take it

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!