01-05-2011, 11:02 PM
[html]Sorry for the late reply! The holidays were crazy. 
Voron relaxed as the pale wolf introduced himself. He did not seem like a threat at all, and seemed to not be angry at her presence. The moment was strangely peaceful; the darkness of the cave was soft and welcoming, not frightening, and it was almost completely silent except for the beautiful sound of the other's music. It was a place where she could relax and forget for a while all the troubles of the outside world.
"I'm Voron," she said, crouching down beside Kansas. She peered throught the darkness to look at his guitar.
Voron relaxed as the pale wolf introduced himself. He did not seem like a threat at all, and seemed to not be angry at her presence. The moment was strangely peaceful; the darkness of the cave was soft and welcoming, not frightening, and it was almost completely silent except for the beautiful sound of the other's music. It was a place where she could relax and forget for a while all the troubles of the outside world.
"I'm Voron," she said, crouching down beside Kansas. She peered throught the darkness to look at his guitar.
"Where did you learn to play?" she asked. The raven coloured female wasn't sure if she should leave or not; she didn't want to disturb him, but longed to stay and listen to his music echo in the dark cave. "I was never any good at playing anything, but I used to sing sometimes... My - my father encouraged it..." Voron trailed off, unsure what to say. She never really talked about her past much if she could help it. Even the good memories were bittersweet.