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

The wendigo doesn't fight as he's brought down, nor when he's hauled up again wrapped up in silver, though there is just the barest hint of a smile on his lips. 'You are just jealous.' He chuckles to one of the guards, and because the man absolutely is jealous, he stomps on one of Remi's feet. Conveniently the wendigo doesn't really feel it, but what's a bit of abuse of force to add into one of Isla's reports, mm?

Ronin's card, when he opens it, is not full of spit. Instead, Remi had shredded bits of toilet paper and affixed them with toothpaste to make a wintery wonderland (that also smells like peppermint), using dust from the floors to smudge out the shape of he and Ronin beneath a large moon. Using bits of rust from a screw, the wendigo has done his best to write merry christmas (though he'd cut the paper in several places). He has neither the tools nor the space to write any deeper sentiments, but given what had transpired over the past week he isn't sure what he could have said even if he'd been given all the time in the world.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!