BUT I’M WEAK||o, joining

August would've been content to just watch and let Natasha do her thing; she reminded him a bit of a deer who'd been in his herd, and that made him not only happy, but confident that she could care for the cub if it was need. But, the lion looked like he was getting colder and colder, and August wasn't sure how long cats like that were even supposed to be in the cold. "I am August," He began, as a response to the lion introducing himself, "If you climb onto my back, I will carry you to our home, okay?"

He knew the cub could walk on his own, and even if he couldn't Natasha was probably large enough to carry him too, but August loved to help, especially when it was a child who needed help, and a cub whose paws could easily get frostbite counted as a child who needed help. "I'll even take you to Natasha's cabin to stay in, just like she said."

"SPEECH"