Haunted Wood All eyes were upon the Taggerung

she waits. quiet, though filled to the brim with excitement. soon the air is full of his song, shikoba feels the need to memorize every word.

sulfur eyes widen, her tail thumps against the ground quickly; when the last note is finally ended in his lyrical piece, her grin matches the one the taggerung wears upon his own face. and then, her front legs jump up, like she is in a begging position. her legs strike out in the air, paws hitting together in a mock-applause.

it is beautiful, wonderous, mystical --!

"it's perfect" she breathes out to him, feeling each word echo in the chamber of heart as she rewinds the song in her head again and again. she shoots up and scoops her fish in her mouth, crunching it into 2 pieces, then tossing the other end towards the feet of the taggerung; perhaps this is his first tip.

the new ballad of moonglow is something she commits to memory and hopes that kukutux will take great pride in it as well.