Moonspear on the move

Unlike her parents, Yami's instincts failed to give her any warning that something monumental was about to happen in her life. When Charon roused the foursome and spoke of a new home, she did her usual - smile bigly, wag her tail fastly, and prance right along with them, singing a new song she had just made up. "Ports! Ports! Ports! Poooooorts!" she howled as she went, reaching over to sing the loudest and longest of the ports directly into her twin's ear, then giggling at the reaction she got.

When Charon howled, Yami paused in her song to tilt her own head back and send her shrill little voice singing along with his. If you've ever heard those laundry detergent commercials on Pandora where one guy is singing a nice song about pants while some sickly sounding bitch cries out COFFEE, you'll understand exactly what Yami's harmony to her father sounded like. When he ended his howl, the little filly went right on ahead with her own howl, adding some ups and downs and long, bounding runs like an intense jazz trumpet that took it upon itself to have a major solo in the middle of the symphony. And she would keep right on going until the cymbals crashed on her face, aka, someone smacked her in the mouth.