sometimes love is all that can save us, sometimes love can kill a man
A year ago Loren's respectful pause would have been more than necessary. Since then though Remi had managed to get his predatory instincts under control. Or at least, he wasn't as tempted to tear the throats out of anyone who happened by him while shifted. Flicking an ear back slightly as the snow crunched under Loren's weight, the lion released the still-steaming deer to give the summoner a look over his shoulder. Blood trickled into his golden fur, his white teeth now a pale pink as he offered his whatever-friend a grin.
Shifting back into his own body—jacketless, which now turned out to be a mistake—the alchemist shivered in bare-sleeves, blood drying in the scruff on his chin and down his chest as well. "Well that worked out well." He chimed brightly, colour high in his cheeks from the adrenaline of the kill, succeeding only in making him look entirely crazed (what with those big green eyes, boyish smile, and copious amounts of blood).
Shifting back into his own body—jacketless, which now turned out to be a mistake—the alchemist shivered in bare-sleeves, blood drying in the scruff on his chin and down his chest as well. "Well that worked out well." He chimed brightly, colour high in his cheeks from the adrenaline of the kill, succeeding only in making him look entirely crazed (what with those big green eyes, boyish smile, and copious amounts of blood).
sometimes love is a soft touch, or a line drawn in the sand
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
