[SEASONAL EVENT] berry good

remi Took a fall from a windy height, I only knew how to hold on tight & pray for love enough to last all night To avoid the Woodlands, or not to avoid the woodlands. Honestly Remi didn't know anymore. Face your fears was a common enough adage and perhaps applied to things like spiders and snakes, but what about to gods who tried to lure you to your death, and who provided sometimes-real and sometimes-imaginary figures from your past or lanterns to try and drive you mad? But his feet had once again brought him to the Woodlands, so perhaps he was going to— —the sudden scattering of birds and the sounds of Ronin's strangled sort of cries immediately snapped Remi out of his worry and confusion. Picking up a sprint through what was mostly bare ground, Remi raced towards the sound using all of his primitive and animalistic senses to help navigate through the trees, only to find... Ronin. Dancing? It didn't appear his friend was actually in danger. The way he pawed at his back and wriggled his body made it seem perhaps like a bit of snow had fallen down his collar and against his back, which was of course incredibly amusing. Crossing his arms with a wry smile, Remi leaned against one of the trees watching all of this with hearty amusement. "Echo getting a bit fresh?" He called out after a moment.