Ronin Taliesin
but they haven't seen the best of me
The dark stare (that has absolutely nothing behind it, not that Ronin knows) seems to bore into his soul, the Huntsman left furrowing his brows and wondering whether his husband's monstrous side is still alive and well even in the body of a raccoon. Of course, it only lasts for a few moments, and he imperceptibly relaxes at Remi's energetic nod. "She really did do a good job, huh," he agrees with a smirk as he rises back to his feet.
"And did I see Sugar with some fancy claws as well?" He swears he did, before he was assaulted by a furry menace. Speaking of which, Ronin reaches out to bundle said menache up and into his arms, smiling smugly as he squishes Remi close. "How are you so fluffy," he wants to know.
"And did I see Sugar with some fancy claws as well?" He swears he did, before he was assaulted by a furry menace. Speaking of which, Ronin reaches out to bundle said menache up and into his arms, smiling smugly as he squishes Remi close. "How are you so fluffy," he wants to know.
