Cerulean Cape stonefox [m]

yay! post #100 for you!
For reference, this is the song

The night air hung heavy with fog; a billowing cloud of crystalline nothingness, hovering inches above the waves. His voice was clear, rolling across the placid waters that gently licked at their legs. Her bounding and cavorting slowed until she was wading in the darkness, the reflection of the moonshine refracting off of the water in glittering flashes and provided the only semblance of light. With that light, the druid attempted to make sense of the twilight. She could hear him, but still she could not see her Dakarai.

She strut around the waters as if she were under the scrutiny of the gods themselves, head held high and tail dragging against the water, leaving a net of intricate ripples behind her. A song, he said? A song to lead him to to her touch, a painted map to find he way back to her.  Olive peacefully closed her eyes and she took a moments reprieve to think of her words, then let slip a slow, melodic incantation. Not an exceptionally talented vocalist, her voice was sung just above a gentle whisper - mostly soft yet a deep sound that wove itself around the melodies at the behest of her dexterous and linguistic tongue.

Neath the halo, of the moon
Blew down on her sail
Seasons changing
I can smell it in the air
I can see it in their paintings
And I can hear it in the wind, 
             hear it rise and descend
Through the many colored trees, forms a many colored breeze
Made of many colored leaves, 
            departing ever so… gracefully

They fall, 
They fall,
They fall, they fall, they fall

Silence once again fell between the parted lovers as the last tones of her song faded away.