Emberwood don't you worry, we'll all float on alright

The boy nuzzled into his companion enthusiastically, tail waving, and began to lead the way out of the cave. He stayed close to Lennon, partially for obvious reasons and partially because it was so cold. It seemed Ali rarely got a break from shivering between late night and early morning.
When you sing, Ali began after some moments of silence. it's so pretty-- it reminds me of home.

There was another pause before he explained: My grandparents were traveling bards-- famous, where they came from. Kinda runs in the family now.
But he didn't mention his own singing habits, or his brother's-- it seemed too painful still. Too fresh, though it had been over a year.