"Hold still," Eagle Flies chuckles as he lifted the ring of flowers to your hair, setting it down on your head. "There you go."

He then took his original spot back beside you, watching over your shoulder as you continued to make a flower crown, for him. Occasionally, he'd pick another colourful wildflower and add it to the pile you were using. Your crown was looking slightly better than the one he made, which was rather lopsided.

"I like the eh, colour scheme," he commented, setting his chin on your shoulder.