Alone? Oh yes, she'd checked twelve times now and Sky was very much alone. She was just outside the town, or was it a village? The little hybrid had been exploring, and about half way along, she'd suddenly been sprung with inspiration and excitement. It had come out of nowhere, seemingly, and now she had secluded herself to a pair of trees just between the stores and residential district, where she hoped no one would find her. Another check, making it thirteen times checked, and she was sure she was alone. With a flick of her tail, and a shiver of her torso, Sky prepared her nerves and voice. Her optime form was perfect for this.

And then, she began singing. Beautiful notes rang out first in a vocal that simply sent shivers through the air. What a familiar song, too.

Of course the song just wasn't right without the motions her body moved in with it. Her weight shifted, arms leading her into a sort of graceful jerking movement that was echoed by the flow of her long light brown hair. A spin here, never missing a beat, never flat on a note, and always on key as if the music were really playing in the background. Her hips swayed and bumped with her mind's music, and of course her singing continued on.

Hopefully and with any luck, this pause where Sky simply dances in leaping swirls, twirls and the occasional purposeful tumble, someone could come across the amusing or stunning scene? See down there? That's where it would happen. Yeah. That's right. I'm breaking the fourth wall, bitches.

OOC: By all means!

Her song finished, of course, but what was that? Was that clapping? Then he spoke, and she whirled around with a tiny screamish yelp. "Ah!" Sure enough, there stood- shit. There stood a handsome fellow, tall and built like a brick it seemed, with gingery gold fur and blue eyes to melt into. Wait. Hot guy is clapping and praising... Wait! Gah, how long has he been there!? Her face followed her thoughts slightly, her ears growing hot and her eyes wide. They only grew wider at the thought of his standing there the whole time... had she missed his scent?

Stop gaping! Speak, girl, speak! Her mouth opened a second, then closed as no words came out. His scent was, other than fitting his appearance, one of the pack's, so he wasn't a stranger... at least, not to Skye, probably. Friend, not a foe. For now.

"Ah..." Oh, there was her voice! "S-sorry, um, if I d-disturbed you... I was j-just um...." She pointed with her thumb behind her, then glanced where she'd pointed, and mended that with pointing to her feet... only to do the same thing and finally flop her hands to her sides, swinging them slightly. "Ah... yeah. Um.... I'm shy- I mean Sky! I'm... my name's Sky..." The tiniest of meeps escaped her as she shrank back a bit, lowering her head to wince slightly. Good job. Your English has improved since you last made a fool of yourself. Care to seem like more of an idiot, you dork? A shy grin moved to her lips, following by a fake and tiny laugh. Yup. Good day. Gooood day.

A stupid grin flashed across Sky's face as he continued to praise her singing, claiming his day had been made better by it. The little hybrid was a sucker for flattery, it seemed. Finding her voice in a mixture of shyness and joy, shy laughed, if a bit nervously. "Oh... well... thank you very much... again. Ah... I'm glad you like my singing." She risked a glance at his face, only to feel her stomach flip, and look away again. Stupid boy and his stupid good looks and stupid praise. Stupid me.

But he went on, even as another wolf came onto the scene. This one was in her mid-way form, and sounded absolutely clueless as to what singing was... and both seemed not to realize just how shy she really was. With a twisting leg, and a curling tail, Sky felt that dumb grin return as she fluttered backwards, biting her lip. The female spoke, and Sky felt the need to answer. Somehow, the words came out clearer than before. "Oh.. aheh... thank you, too." She glanced at her and smiled more calmly. This was good. This one didn't seem to have heard singing before, which from what Skye had said, was understandable. The pack hadn't had a real singer yet, before Sky had joined.

"Um... I guess.. I could sing again..." Well this male seemed right for it, drawing out his flute in anticipation. "We're all friends and.. um, well, a family, right? So where's the harm?" A nervous laugh, and then something different. The wolfdog too a breath, closing her eyes and relaxing her muscles a bit. Slowly, her nerves died down... lessening until she felt secure again... and then,

Goodbye, relaxation! It was as if she'd been shot or something, as Sky came out of her relaxing trance with a cough and a sputter. "Shawchert!?" This guy's the alpha!? He's the leader, and I've been sputtering like an idiot around him, oh nononono...! I look like a fool! Whirling away from them, she hid her panicked face long enough to think. No, wait, calm down. He likes your singing, and he's willing to sit and play music for you to sing to. He's obviously impressed, right? What did you just say, huh? We're family, now. No need for nerves, girl, just sing!

Turning back around with a cough and a much braver expression (jeeze, we've seen them all so far!) Sky lifted her chin a tiny bit. "Well, Shawchert, do you know the song by that human, um... Rascal Flatts? It's called Broken Road. I know it off heart, since my sister had this old music player with a lot of his songs on it." Just to add, she hummed the tune softly for a second, hoping he'd know it. If he did, well, if he could play it... "A guy normally sings it, but it works both ways, I suppose..."

Sky decided better. "Actually, try..." She gave out some chords, a soft melody that was easy to play. She had been thinking it over the whole time both other wolves were speaking; the thought of the innocent packmate before her and the idea of family sparked her interest in a song she'd heard many times before. "My sister used to sing it to me. A Wiccan Lullaby." Hoping he'd play along as she started to sing, she took a breath and sighed into song.

A tug at her voice told anyone listening that memories were lifting, reminding her of home and her sister. The song tugged at her heart, a painfully joyous feeling like a good kind of pain. The singing went on in beautiful tones until the song finished softly, pain welling up in the hybrid's blue eyes. She sighed again as the song finished, and blinking away would-be tears, she smiled. "S-sorry... Say, what's your name?" She looked over to the black wolf, ears perking curiously. "Why wouldn't you know about Shawchert being the Captain?" Her voice wasn't patronizing or hurtful, merely curious.

Sky felt a smile form on her lips at the reassurance from Shaw. She leaned into the shoulder pat for a second, and recovered just as quickly, as if nothing had happened. His music had been wonderful, but then, Sky had always loved the sound of a flute.

The smaller wolf went on about pretty sounds, and Sky saw the uncertain gleam in her leader's expression. A soft laugh came over her as she leaned over to him, speaking so only he'd hear. "She's just like a pup, Shawchert... Somehow I doubt she's experienced much at all in life. Be patient with her." Turning back to the black wolf, the wolfdog would grin. "So what sort of art skill are you good at, Valinta?" Sky's blue eyes gleamed with a friendly sort of patience, surprisingly enough. The hybrid would later bless her father's breed, a patient kind of dog, for the sake of her own patience. Little things like this wouldn't bother her, ever. That much was clear.

Sky watched her start walking away, and even as she caught her leader's signal, and the music started to play, Sky smiled and trotted after her, whirling around and offering her hand down to the girl. "Dance with me." It was the last thing she'd say before singing along to the music, words flowing of her head without much thought behind them.

By this point, hopefully, the little wolf would've taken the chance to dance, and movements would be fluid and perky, filled with dancing twists and turns, twirls and leaps. Of course, this was only if the girl would dance... eventually Sky planned, if all went well, to step aside and sing beside Shawchert as he played, letting the girl dance alone, accompanied by clapping and foot-tapping of course. But things didn't always play out that way; she'd sing with her arm outstretched to the girl if the dance didn't start right away... either way, beautiful music was made, be it for naught or for victory over the situation.