Ronin
welcome to the playground, follow me
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
"I am," Ronin chimes in agreement, not bothering to hide his sunny and very shit-eating grin to see the MIGHTY WENDIGO bested by some ice. "You can get me a Best Friend mug for my birthday." Hefting Remi up so he's on level and more stable ground, Ronin scoffs under his breath and shakes his head. "Of course not. That isn't the sort of thing that makes the Fae happy. And I thought you'd be able to make the most of the rest of the deer."
A real pal, see?
A shame that a maybe-bear-maybe-monster starts to ruin things, and Ronin's blue eyes flick towards the darkness despite being entirely useless (which is why his torchlight swings that direction, too). "A few," he admits. "There have been a migration of a bunch of creatures since everything went to shit. Used to be that you wouldn't see even regular bears out here. Could be a yeti in this weather..."
A real pal, see?
A shame that a maybe-bear-maybe-monster starts to ruin things, and Ronin's blue eyes flick towards the darkness despite being entirely useless (which is why his torchlight swings that direction, too). "A few," he admits. "There have been a migration of a bunch of creatures since everything went to shit. Used to be that you wouldn't see even regular bears out here. Could be a yeti in this weather..."
sink into the wasteland underneath
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream
