Like big balls of yarn [Seasonal Event]

Though his lion senses were not digestively interested by the gourds, his need to follow and chase and kill was roused. As the gourds rolled towards their certain fate, Remi simply waited as his mind implicitly went through all sorts of calculations that even as a scientist would leave Remi fumbling to describe. When finally his body judged the timing was right, the lion appeared like a blur of golds and browns, streaking forward. With a swipe and pounce combination, Remi obliterated the smallest of the gourds in one go. Lunging forward, he lowered his head and locked his jaws around the second as he continued to run forward, tossing his head back. Jumping into the air mid stride, his forepaws came up to tear the gourd out of his mouth, subsequently tearing it in half. As he landed he slowed his pace, merely trotted towards the third as its rolling grew slower and it frantically tried to right itself and snap its teeth towards the lion. With a feline grace, Remi extended a paw and with delicious gentleness, batted the pumpkin over. Rolling with teeth flashing as it did so, the gourd gave a shriek of displeasure before being stopped by Remi's other paw which batted it back again. remi sometimes love is war but sometimes you win