My little cub won't you come sit with me for a bit? / Angel

[angelembrace]

"they flip the siren, hit the lights" ✭ ── His eyes widened slightly at the head butt to his shoulder, as if he wasn't expecting it. He wasn't, of course, physical contact was still rather...new to him. Not a super great realization, but there was no changing the fact. The cub looked up at Saturn, knowing full well that he would not be seen doing so, morbidly grateful that his almost dejected shift in expression would be lost to the lack of sight. "I see..." He responded, looking back down at the flowers. They were beautiful, were they not? It almost dampened his mood more to think Saturn was blind in a field like this. Sometimes even he forgot that they were as such, they functioned so well. "I suppose I could...perhaps I could document them." He settled down until he was nearly tucking his paws under his chest, refusing to admit to doing anything without an end goal. There was always a reason for everything he did, there had to be.