Ouroboros Spine writing

The hum was as pretty as the her voice had been. She was a talented little song bird, and it had eased some of the tension in his shoulders. He stepped a little closer, but stayed a fair distance away, didn't wish to startle or be too close, if she didn't want him near.

I'm Rodyn. He said quietly, keeping his voice still quiet, and unhurried, she seemed like a wolf that preferred the whispery softness. 

I've not sang in some time. I'd be glad to join you though if you'd like, but you'll have to teach me the song. I used to sing with my sister, Bula.