[Seasonal Event] The morning after

Their colouring was not particularly well-suited for the darkened depths of the woods, but that hardly mattered. They were creatures of power and cunning and skill, and with no natural predators like lions in the woods, it seemed the luxere was blissfully unaware of their presence. Through the trees and in the dim light, Remi spied the predatory gold of Isla's gaze. Silently he snarled, but through their bond he could feel her hungry anticipation, and to it he added voracious need that propelled him forward. Suddenly, and without warning for the luxere (though Isla would surely feel his muscles coiling in her mind), Remi launched himself forward. With his tail upright to aid with balance and his turns, he raced towards the creature. His eyes were focused intently on its hindend as it spooked and began to dart away. REMI It's not a silly little moment, it's not the storm before the calm This is the deep and dyin' breath of this love we've been workin' on