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Breathing was still painful and would likely remain uncomfortable for a few weeks, but Cypress wasn’t about to let that stop him from adding his voice to his brothers’. Nosing affectionately at the underside of Rian and Rannoch’s jaws, he too sang of their triumph. His hollow, almost robotic baritenor walked up the scales with mechanical military precision and climbed carefully back down. Cypress wasn’t a singer and he wasn’t particularly creative when it came to throwing his voice around, but for the first time in his young life, a thrill of excitement and a golden ray of hope smoothed out the pixelated edges of his call and breathed life into it.