[PQ] [HUNT] willow weep for me

For a moment, it was all going far too well.

He felt himself slide forward, felt the axe begin to sink into the legs of the banshee...but then he was going to far and for a split second saw his dread as simple blackness as he knew he was going right into Remi's claws.

Emmett felt the burning pain before he saw the redness of blood before his eyes, covering his face. The claw had caught him just on his cheek, running up into the bridge of his nose. He was so convinced he had been hit by a lion (The panic in Remi's mental voice did not help this conception) he felt the wound on his face as a huge gash, put his head in his hands and wailed. After a moment though the stinging was too much and he lifted his face--

to see..
...a raccoon.

Emmett felt the cut on his face. Not a pretty scar for sure, but hardly more than a little scratch when it healed, dealt by the tiny claws of an adorable furry lump. Completely distracted for a moment he blinked at Remi a few times, raising his fingers to the blood on his nose. "...Uh..thanks..." He mumbled, realising what the man had done, then grabbed his axe and wobbily got to his feet (stumbling over the earth wall, which had just been a little too slow), clearing his throat in embarrassment at his overreaction.

Emmett

It burns too bright
I think about my self a lot 'cause it's the only one I've got
I've earned this life
What have I done to earn this life?