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Scales and Arpeggios

Morendo ♡



Morendo

Loner

Advanced Fighter (90)

Advanced Intellectual (75)

age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
43
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
41
player

Pride - Gay
02-16-2022, 08:34 PM
Morendo waited eagerly for his mom’s response and as soon as she agreed he beamed up at her with excitement, his own tail wagging in a blur. He couldn’t wait to be an amazing singer just like her! Maybe one day he’d be even better than she was but he couldn’t imagine singing prettier than his momma. She was the bestest ever! When she reached over to straighten up his posture he followed her direction enthusiastically, sitting a little too straight up at first where it made his chest puff out really far and had to find a happy middle ground somewhere in between.

His two toned eyes flicked toward Bolero when the little bird landed beside them, chirping and just as happy as he was, and he gave the little bird a grin before refocusing his attention on his mom again. He did as she instructed and took in a deep breath, paying attention to how it felt when his chest filled up with air. He had never really noticed how he could feel the air in his lungs before since it just happened without him really thinking about it, but now that he was it was kind of a weird feeling. He wasn't real sure what a diaphragm was, but he could feel the air fill his lungs as he breathed real deep and held it, following her lead when she let the breath out. His head tilted as she told him how the diaphragm was the feeling right above his tummy when he was breathing deep and ultimately decided that was a really weird word.

Morendo's face lit up with a grin when he watched his mother breathe in again and let out another long note which Bolero mimicked with her. Listening to them sing was by far one of his favorite things and part of him just wanted to keep listening but then his mother motioned for him to follow suit. He was a little nervous about it, but he didn't want to let his momma down! He drew in another deep breath, remembering what she said about filling up his lungs with his diaphragm—whatever that was—and when his chest felt real full he opened his mouth and tried making a pretty note like she did. It wasn't so pretty at first, more like a yell than singing, but eventually he got kind of close. His singing was more high-pitched and kid-like than hers, but he was doing it! He giggled as he finished, grinning up at his mom happily.

"Aliana & Morendo"