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The Trenches. It was kind of intimidating seeing such tall buildings. Tight, narrow streets. But none of it bothered Silvertongue. He felt as if he was soaring through the air. His heart swelled in his chest. He felt a song coming on! Well... he was a Songfox after all. Taking his lute, he started to pluck a lively tune as he walked, swaying back and forth and slipping past beasts who walked the busy road. The sound of his music- and the song- would reach it's intended destination far before he would. Silvertongue could throw his voice quite a ways away after all.
Skipping onto the sidewalk, Silvertongue stowed his lute away, taking out his locket and looking at his family portrait.
"Father, if you're listenin', doesn't this just blow your miiiiiiind?" He asked in his sing-songy voice.
"I was on a mission, this is what I'd have left behiiiiiiiind!" He placed the locket back in it's spot around his neck. "I'll miss you everday, but seek a little stranger than usual and you will find-"
Silvertongue walked past a vixen dragging three kits behind her. "Life, beyond all comprehension!"
Then, he walked past a vendor selling those wretched fish sticks. "A mess on multiple occasions!"
Silvertongue looked up at the sky. "A little unconventional, I knoooooooow!"
Silvertongue finally arrived at his destination. A little blacksmith's shop. And there. He could see Swifttail hard at work, lifting some boxes. He felt the warmth in his chest only grow hotter.
"But, Father, I'm hoooooooooome!" He called out, grabbing a pole and swinging about it. "I'm hoooooooome!"
Silvertongue sang out for Swifttail, for anybeast who would hear, for the whole world, for the Empress herself. He didn't care who listened. As his spinning came to a stop, he focused on Swifttail, leaning on the pole. "I'm home~"
The Trenches. It was kind of intimidating seeing such tall buildings. Tight, narrow streets. But none of it bothered Silvertongue. He felt as if he was soaring through the air. His heart swelled in his chest. He felt a song coming on! Well... he was a Songfox after all. Taking his lute, he started to pluck a lively tune as he walked, swaying back and forth and slipping past beasts who walked the busy road. The sound of his music- and the song- would reach it's intended destination far before he would. Silvertongue could throw his voice quite a ways away after all.
Skipping onto the sidewalk, Silvertongue stowed his lute away, taking out his locket and looking at his family portrait.
"Father, if you're listenin', doesn't this just blow your miiiiiiind?" He asked in his sing-songy voice.
"I was on a mission, this is what I'd have left behiiiiiiiind!" He placed the locket back in it's spot around his neck. "I'll miss you everday, but seek a little stranger than usual and you will find-"
Silvertongue walked past a vixen dragging three kits behind her. "Life, beyond all comprehension!"
Then, he walked past a vendor selling those wretched fish sticks. "A mess on multiple occasions!"
Silvertongue looked up at the sky. "A little unconventional, I knoooooooow!"
Silvertongue finally arrived at his destination. A little blacksmith's shop. And there. He could see Swifttail hard at work, lifting some boxes. He felt the warmth in his chest only grow hotter.
"But, Father, I'm hoooooooooome!" He called out, grabbing a pole and swinging about it. "I'm hoooooooome!"
Silvertongue sang out for Swifttail, for anybeast who would hear, for the whole world, for the Empress herself. He didn't care who listened. As his spinning came to a stop, he focused on Swifttail, leaning on the pole. "I'm home~"