Firefly Ravine contralto

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Ashlar waited and felt his nerves within his stomach while he waited.  He would be sad if she turned him away but he would not be upset with her, just himself.  It had taken him too long to draw the connection from what he loved in music to something he could love within healing.  He did not know enough.

She said something that he didn't understand and he looked at her with confusion until it dawned on him that it was a title.  Then he lit up.

He didn't say anything, just nodded in response and then enthusiastically bounded after her. He couldn't help gamboling about a bit with exuberance, but he was just too thrilled. He hadn't liked Ursus in the end, but she'd been the one thing about it he had liked. Being a part of something that was hers would be amazing!

What's it mean? Ashlar asked suddenly as he followed, curious about the word she'd called him. He'd never heard anything like it.