Blacktail Deer Plateau Wiggle Wiggle

Engel put his head down shamefully. It was quite the issue he had with everyone he met. The whole world just looked beautiful in his eyes, and he wanted to always express it...just in the wrong ways. "It's...it's a growing problem. I meant nothing bad by it, I swear. And your right, I should learn more." Then something else came to mind that made him feel much more stupid. Something Aditya had said. This wolf, Dawn, was Grayday's daughter. The stupid look on Engel's face must have been priceless at that sudden revelation.

"I, uh...well, not so great at killing things...but I can do poems. So that would make me a...a bard, I guess." He had been practicing singing as well, first with humming. Wasn't at the point to sing with words just yet though, that he was a ittle rusty at.