[seasonal event] atlas hands

He couldn’t chuckle of course, but he shook his mane slightly in response. Most thought that lion didn’t suit him, that it was far too powerful or predatory for one such as him. Although, Remi wouldn’t be surprised if saying being a lion suited him was actually just more of Rex’s curse in action. Regardless, at least she knew that it was him now. Remi too heard and saw the sound, pausing in misstep. The muscles of his back rippled as his tail raised slightly, his predatory brain working through his options. Remi hadn’t hunted with many others before. Usually it was just with Vai who he had a system worked out with. Glancing back towards Rexanna, the lion regarded her for a moment wondering how best to communicate. Flaring his nostrils slightly he trotted towards her and touched her hand with his nose. Then, he looked towards the right. Bringing his nose in towards his chest, he then looked to the left. Would she understand? Spinning nimbly on his hind legs, Remi disappeared over to the right. He intended to come upon the creature, pushing it towards the right (toward Rexanna), or, if it was stupid enough not to move, he’d take it down right then and there. Perhaps Rex could even get in a shot or two if it refused to move. Some of the game around here were so mutated that catching them was like plucking fish from a barrel. REMI It's not a silly little moment, it's not the storm before the calm This is the deep and dyin' breath of this love we've been workin' on