Ocean's Breath Plateau Duet for theremin and lap steel.

The man who strode forward wasn’t anyone she knew. Towhee spared him a cursory glance before looking at her son to gauge his expression. He stared guilelessly at the approaching stranger, tail wagging. She smiled as she wondered at exactly what point he would relinquish his rat.

Her eyes cut back to the wolf as he came closer, her maternal instincts compelling Towhee to shift sideways so her flank brushed her son’s. He was getting so tall! She noticed this right about the same time recognition registered, lips parting in mild surprise.

“Long time, no see,” he said, his eyes lingering on her son.

Way too long, buddy, Towhee inwardly scoffed.

Yeah, I guess an introduction is long overdue, huh? she replied aloud. I’m Towhee. And this is Bushtit, she added, motioning at her (not so) little sidekick.

-Hi!- the pup signed before stepping forward to drop the tree rat at the man’s feet. -“Nice to meet you,”- he added in a very quiet voice once his mouth was no longer occupied.