i hear the cries behind your waking eyes 《》 tangle capture

[angelembrace]

"they flip the siren, hit the lights" ✭ ── What was this? The scent of Tanglewood was foreign and strong to the cub, and his curiosity got the better of him even if he knew his mother would not approve of him being in public, and...around her. He was self aware Aphra was not a super cuddly woman, so he compensated by sticking next to someone who he was sure wouldn’t be so disgusted by a child in close proximity.

Angel shuffled underneath Byriath, staring directly at Merlin with wide eyes. ”You smell like water.” But...stagnant water. And moss. Not that he knew what either of those smelled like, of course. His gaze traveled from the woman to the large paw of Romulus, holding herbs he just grew to give to her to assist in recovery. Was she injured, then? The cub took a few cautious steps forward, crouched close to the ground as to not raise suspicion that he would do any more harm, he only wanted to get a closer look at Merlin, fascinated by someone who seemed to come from so far away to him, and to make sure she wasn’t dead. [b]”Who are you?”