I wish I had a river (OPEN)[SEASONAL EVENT]

Remi could have brought an axe with him. Even no he could just create one. Instead though, he raked his claws down the trees repeatedly to peel bark from them making the area seem as though some vindictive prehistoric beaver had come through. The ribbons of wood would make perfect kindling, and honestly, it just felt good. It was mindless and it made his muscles ached and it took the alchemist's tired and tattered mind off of all that was happening. Loren. Ludo and his impersonations of his mother and Ianto. The mask. The spire. The barrier. Rory and Bastien and Jigano. Frey and their curse. But for now all of that went away and there was only the pressure of the wood against his claws as they tore ribbons and ribbons away from the trees. 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