The man looked around cautiously he felt his physique tense, well he had came for one reason and one reason only. He should probably get it done, he stepped closer to the border just so his nose reached across. He sighed, his lime orbs hued though the dim, lighting.
The man let his crown raise and maw, push apart and all breath left him as he sung his heart out for the alpha. Maybe he could be accepted just maybe! He let his crown lower and maw snap shut, as his locks lay smooth on his platform. His feathered friend sat in a tree not to far just, maybe 15 feet away. He glaced that away before looking ahead again.
Does,"Speaks" Thinks
Take my soul, dear light. A thousand firefly, can't light up my soul.