Redtail Rise diminuendo

Ashlar did not think he was being listened to, so he rocked back against the tree with surprise when one of the new warriors appeared out of, seemingly, nowhere. Where.

It's just s...something I made. He stammered. The bard liked nothing more than to share his songs with others, though, and he noted the look. His tail rose a bit hopefully, and his posture shifted a bit more towards eager. Do you like songs?