Wild Berry Meadow foreign creature; gift is a burden

She watched him; with the impenetrable gaze of a hunting cat, as he reacted, tears welling up in his gaze. She hadn't thought it one of the best tellings of the tale, but obviously, it was good enough to move the stranger before her. This she noted with something akin to pride and nodded near imperceptibly as he explained away his emotion. When it came turn for her request, she thought for a moment before remarking. "some songs carry a story in their melody." This was the type of song she wished to hear, and she looked at him pointedly, waiting to hear his own offering.