Pretend this is real for a while

R E M I Turning, Remi flashed the huntress a fanged-grin (or as close to a grin as he could manage) and bowed his head. Pawing away the last remnants of snow so that when she did decide to venture out she'd be able to, he trotted forward into her home to seat himself next to the fire.  Going from a creature on four-legs into a man on two was far more difficult than the transition from hawk to human, and so as he shifted he allowed himself to remain seated next to the hearth so that he didn't need to try and awkwardly right himself. "Shorter bursts in this form have been easier I have found. Though this body is definitely not meant for the cold, no matter how big the mane." The alchemist chuckled helping to add a bit of wood to the hearth.