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

Though he can't quite say why, Remi is disappointed by Ronin's choice. Both options are shit of course, though the hunter's lackadaisical attitude has the wendigo rattled. Raking his fingers through his hair with increasing speed, Remi huffs out a breath and begins to ascend the ladder before anything else might be said.

Rising swiftly and silently now that he's not ferrying Ronin around like a mother gorilla, Remi only begins to shift once he judges he can be seen in the flashlight beam from above. His antlers press out against the shaft's cement walls, grinding and snarling before the wendigo bursts topside once again.

Down below the hunter is likely too far away and too deaf to hear the strangled screams, the patter of gunfire, and the cut-off cries for backup. He's certainly too far away to hear the whimpers of the dogs and the sound of a flaregun, and the wounded bellow of the wendigo as fire snarls out across his chest. No, down below Ronin will likely only hear the varying shades of silence, going from the quiet, to still, then to silent.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!