Northstar Vale I want to drive away with you.

She was snug as a bug in a rug, until all of a sudden. . . Well. No. That was actually pretty soothing. The vibration underneath her body threatened to lull her into an even deeper slumber than before. Given that she couldn't yet hear very well, Lilitu didn't pick up the sound of music—but she could feel the differences in frequency, based on how quickly or slowly her mother's throat buzzed.

How fascinating. She tried to mimic the sound, but it resulted only in a pfffbt sound from her tiny lips. She tried again, and: pfffbt. Dunno what kind of backing instrument this was, but damn it, it was the only one the girl had.

Ibis hummed, and Lilitu pfffbted. What would Arielle bring to the mix?

She let out a belch between pffftbts, her breath warm and redolent of milk.