Bearclaw Valley Galant

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Ashlar couldn't hide the glow of pleasure that her praise brought to him. It was one of the best compliments he thought he'd ever been paid, and from her, he had not expected it. She did not say things she did not mean, this the boy knew already. If she said that he was the song then he was.

Ashlar thrummed with the joy of it and his paws bounced a bit, playfully, while she hummed and smiled. Then she moved on to his fishing and he looked around, briefly confused before the subject change dawned on him.

I was, but I haven't caught anything yet, he answered, looking behind to the river dubiously. He'd gotten distracted with his songs and had not even been looking, towards the end when she came upon him. Did she know that? Want to? Maybe if she was there, they could catch more together. And maybe, if she was there, he would not be so distracted.