Come with me, to a world of pure imagination| meadow finding

It had been quite a long time since Saturn had last been here and honestly they didn’t expect to be able to find what they were searching for. The snow leopard passed through one of the more wooded areas, unseeing orbs looking around an old habit that had never been broken. After what felt like ages a single paw stepped into a bed of soft ground, the petals on flowers tickling the leg. Childlike joy filled the feline, a giggle bubbling up in their chest and slipping from their muzzle. They bounded into the meadow, easily crushing a few flowers but unable to find care as they had finally found their little meadow. They bounced and frolicked about, joyful laughter sounding from them. It would be clear to anyone who found them just how happy they were to have their meadow back, honestly you would think the flowers were apart of Saturn at the way they reacted.

[div style="margin-top: 4px; margin-left: 9px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: left; line-height: 22px;"]WE'LL ALWAYS SEEK,
WE'LL ALWAYS FIND!

Though the memory of Saturn's burial, when they were first taken far, far away from him, still stung, the flowers of the meadow were just too beautiful. Without Saturn knowing, somehow, their husband followed them, with large white paws pushing away grass with each step. His body seemed to be getting lighter and lighter, greys were hardly noticable, but his purples were becoming pinks.

"There it is." He rumbled, smiling as Saturn frolicked in the flowers. He sighed, ears flicking.

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Saturn stopped in their tracks when they heard the low voice of their husband. Cloudy orbs peered over at the larger form of Byriath, a happy grin plastered on their muzzle. "Byr look! Look! It's my meadow, it's still here!" they exclaimed excitedly, bounding over to the other and attempting to press their side against him. "I was so afraid it wouldn't be here still," they mused.