Northstar Vale it's a brand new start, a dream come true

I am late as shit, oh my god. So sorry, Chan!

There was but a single howl that started it all, which was followed swiftly by the voices of many others. For a long while, the girl was frozen where she had stopped to listen, hesitant but tempted. The Vale, so near was it to her previous home, had ensnared, preventing her from leaving. The thought, accompanied by the whispers of her mother’s voice, pushed her to eventually tilt her head back and point her muzzle up towards the clouds overhead. With parted lips did her voice then escape, as soft as the woman whose existed had nourished her, but not nearly as immortal. Just as soon as it arose, it died out, leaving little more than the whispers of echoes to confirm that she’d ever sung her song.