where the moon fails to shine

Halting a few metres behind Remi to give the lion room to pace and find the scent, Ronin swept his gaze along the intersection for any sign of their missing daughter, or any sign for what might have befallen her (nothing had happened to her, he told himself at that point, over and over until the words made no sense). He blinked back at Remi when he spoke, jaw clenching at the news: no blood, but like his husband, he knew all too well that this didn't necessarily mean that she wasn't hurt. A surge of fury gripped him, causing his breath to hitch, and he spent a long moment or so in taking a deep breath and letting it out again. Only Remi's indication shook him out of it, Ronin giving his body something to do in darting after the lion, keeping careful to mute his footsteps on the cobblestones. On edge, he expected at any moment to see their daughter, or this Skyler asshole. RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving