cut our teeth and make our bones right here

Remi

Welcome to the wild, no heroes and villains
Welcome to the war, we've only begun

Remi's mind is a thorny bramble. Snagged thoroughly within its branches is a rapidly beating heart, (it's Ronin's, not the owlbears, interesting, that), the warm gush of blood beneath his claws, and the near lust-inducing madness that always fuels his desire to kill. He hears Ronin's words even if he can't understand them just now; his jaws, if they can even really be called that, have unhinged that he might begin to score away the muscle and flesh on the owlbear's back as he holds it firmly in place.

Even while all of this is happening, while the creature is being goured, it takes a moment to look up at Ronin, cease the clicking of its beak, and smile. This it does mostly with its eyes and the creasing of feathers and fur therearound, but the expression is unmistakable.

..go, i can hold it off un-

Suddenly the bulk of the owlbear is gone, replaced by the slender amorphous shape of what is undoubtedly a shapechanger. Only vaguely human-like, it twists in the gap its former body left between it and Remi and makes a stabbing motion upward.

And wouldn't you know it, it's holding a silver knife. Almost like it had been expecting this.

Higher and higher you chase it
It's deep in your blood, go and take it

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!