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

Towering above the hunter, the wendigo crouches down as Ronin backtracks. It's as if he can shrink into the shadows that claim the corners of the buildings, and though he's far too large a thing to be able to disappear, it's unsettling just how still he can become when he wants to. who cares comes the wendigo's immediate response, before some small rational part of his mind nudges him toward helpfulness such that he's once again tilting his head at that ungodly angle to listen.

sounds like there's something ahead, near the old baseball stadium. Given the way their footsteps suddenly began to echo, that was the only thing that made sense to Remi's mind. or is it just another part of whatever trap they have set up...? He wonders. maybe its the banshee setting the trap after all.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!