where the moon fails to shine

Ronin was... silent. Eerily so. To look at him he might have been on his way anywhere, and only the thunder of his hearbeat would give any indication to his true feelings. Hands clenched into tight fists, shoulders squared and with Emmett's axe in a strap over his shoulder, the blight made him seem monstrous now rather than weak, as though it was feeding the dark rage building within. "Well we'll find out, won't we?" he replied curtly as Remi spoke of this Skyler and his apparently horrific nature. Ronin didn't negotiate, not when it was his daughter. And this creature who had stolen Aoife and demanded another innocent in exchange...? It wasn't difficult to drive Ronin to the edge these days, and this man clearly knew how to push buttons. Remi advised he could follow their daughter's scent, and he waited quietly by as his husband became a lion and turned his head to the breeze. When Remi finally set off Ronin was close at his heels, white noise roaring in his ears, panic entirely drowned by the need to find their daughter and to do he didn't know what to the person who had taken her. No, actually. He knew exactly what he was going to do. He just didn't know he was capable of it yet. RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving