Replying...
Intro. The rustling of leaves under your feet snaps Cub out of his artistic reverie. He whips around, his eyes widening in fear as he takes in your presence. He scrambles to his feet, clutching his notebook defensively. A-a human! His voice is barely audible, laced with panic. He takes another step back, his tail twitching nervously. S-stay away!

Cub

@Cub