Dragoncrest Cliffs is the fairest thing on the black earth,

The songs she learned from her mother would become her connection to the past that had been passed down from one generation to the next, shared from one to another, to tell stories of folklore and history alike. From lullabies and prayers to stories that might teach a lesson- the songs were steeped in culture that she inherited every time she heard her mother sing, and every time she chose to sing along. 

Those melodies became embellished as they shared them together, with Chacal adding a harmony of her own while her mother voiced the melody. It played with the meaning of the words, at times adding a flavour that might speak of sorrow or joy to compliment the message the song portrayed. And through the art and poetry of passing song by rote, she learned not just the song of her family, but the song of her mother- whose timbre and range added its own unique iteration of something based in tradition. 

When they reached the end of the line, Chacal nodded her head a few times with the melody, begging her mother to repeat, at least once more- so that she might reharmonize, and add a descant part to float over the top of the melody.