New memories & old wagons

i'd bring you further roses

Watching as the fox flopped adorably on his back, the lion snarled a grin and reached down with long and sharp teeth to gently play-bite at the exposed ruff of hair and curved rib-cage. Somewhere deep inside his predatory response was roused and a lurking darkness began to salivate. But with blue eyes and a mischievous smile held firmly in his mind, Remi found it easy to hold onto who he was.

You are making me sound like a bit of an idiot. Remi replied with a laugh. Or maybe I said no last time and you are merely testing to see if I have gotten even less clever for having been away?

Remi hummed a note of agreement that voiced itself as a soft rumble in the back of his throat. Lions couldn't purr, and so the slightly aggressive almost-roar was the best he could do. I must admit I have been making more alcohol than tea lately. What with all the conflict it seems there is a lot more drinking to be done, just not of the tea-variety. But that does not mean I would not be open to new blends of that. Then again living in yet another world where money does not seem to matter, I suppose we could just make whatever we liked.

but it does you no good

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