Knuckles is here. That's all he needed to know, really, before setting out on his search. It might not be his brother— but honestly he would prefer any remotely familiar face right now.
He also promised that Silver (Hedgehog) guy that he'd ask Knuckles to not pummel the poor guy again just for being a different Hedgehog. But more importantly he wanted his family. Even if it was just... One of his important people. Especially since this place was just so... Crazy! He had to make sure he was okay. Not that Knuckles couldn't handle his own— of course he can! Still. He shouldn't have to be alone right now.
He was slowly getting the hang of this whole flying thing, at least. He kinda wishes someone was around to give him a couple pointers, just a little bit, though. Like another owl. Or... Maybe not. He's not sure he could handle meeting any Mobian owls right now, actually.
Red is, at least, a very easy color to spot against a backdrop of white and greys. So it's with a delighted trill that he dives towards Knuckles, this time flapping his wings enough on his descent to avoid another disastrous crash. It looked like Knuckles was building some sort of shelter?
"KNUCKLES!! Oh man, oh man, I'm so glad to see you—" He's still coming in a little too fast, actually, but that's hopefully not a deterrent!
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