Take me to the promised never land + planting flowers

"they flip the siren, hit the lights" ✭ ── Well, that was interesting, and long overdue. Angel passed his furious, seething mother covered in mud kicked up, having heard the screech but had not seen the actual upheaval of dirt. An amused grin lit up his face, head turning over his shoulder to watch Aphra sulk away. ”Oh no, that’s just [i]terrible! Who could have done this?” Mocking her? Yes. Not that he was much better when it came to dirt and the like, he was a little bit of a priss, but he’d never threaten bodily harm, much less a child. Then again, he figured most wouldn’t, Aphra was something else.

The cub hopped up to the gathered group, a little late to the game but happy to be there nonetheless. Flowers, was it? No one else seemed to inquire about the specifics, so it was up to him. Not that he needed to, he was just curious. ”What kind of flowers are they?” Angel asked curiously, crouching down at the ground that the seeds were planted in, eyes wide.