Dragoncrest Cliffs footwork

Well- she'd definitely sidetracked that conversation. Haunt had been happy as a clam explaining about Broken Antler- and all of the things she'd noticed about them, and Chacal had cottoned on to one little thing that made her feel insecure, and had drowned the conversation. She hadn't said much- but apparently, she'd definitely gotten a conflicting idea across and made Haunt confused. She looked a bit worried, too, but mostly confused. This was Chacal's fault. 

"I am sorry, Haunt," She sang softly, and she straightened up a little bit. If she was going to prove to her mothers that she was worth her weight in sea water, she would have to do what they'd asked of her, and communicate effectively. Part of her hated the fact that she was forcing herself through this predicament just so that she could get noticed- but communicating also brought her joy. "I owe an apology to you. I am sorry I brushed you off, de day you found Broken Antler." She sang with a dip of her head. The melodic line repeated a few times- she really needed to work on coming up with other melodies so she didn't sound like a broken record- but coming up with new melodies on the spot was difficult.