there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
Ronin receives Remi with all the awe filled horror that he's due, though the other man might not really be able to catch the expression on the Star's face through all the mud. "Why are you the way that you are," he says, his tone warm and filled with the sort of fondness that only comes after years of these sorts of antics. Which probably explains why, with blue eyes growing all the more wicked, Ronin flops his head back into the mud and partially shifts his antlers.
They're still covered in that adorable fuzzy velvet right now, but that is quickly coated in mud as Ronin turns his head, only to whip it back again in the hope that he might send mud splattering all over Remi. Because if they're having a mud bath, they're having a mud bath. Cackling by now, Ronin tries to swat away Remi's hands so he can pull him down properly into the dirt.
They're still covered in that adorable fuzzy velvet right now, but that is quickly coated in mud as Ronin turns his head, only to whip it back again in the hope that he might send mud splattering all over Remi. Because if they're having a mud bath, they're having a mud bath. Cackling by now, Ronin tries to swat away Remi's hands so he can pull him down properly into the dirt.
RONIN
