Overture Downs Feel quite clean in this new skin that we have grown.

It would have been easy for her to turn him down; clearly, she was caught off guard by his request. But after only a moment of hesitation, she inhaled and then released her breath in a tremulous note. The sound was clear as crystal, ringing like a bell in the descending darkness, and while she had just talked about how it took practice to learn to sing, she made it sound so easy.

He couldn't help but smile as she ended the note crisply and then went on to describe singing with and without words. But when he realized that she was turning the spotlight on him, his expression faded slightly. Oh. He had asked for a lesson -- so now he had to actually give it a go. Slowly, it began to dawn on him just how embarrassing this could be.

"Ah, okay," he said, shuffling his paws a bit to procrastinate. Once he felt that he was situated properly -- which, in reality, meant he was sitting the exact same way he had been sitting two seconds before -- he cleared his throat and opened his mouth. Of course, he couldn't just "feel it" yet -- so he tried to hit the same note that Ibis had. And, well -- it didn't sound nearly as good as it had coming out of her mouth. It was a little flat, to say the least, although maybe it wasn't as horrible as it could have been.