First Song [text]

[secondsmarch]

[This one is keeping herself to just text due to... an inability to actually talk.]

I'm a new arrival, and I can't offer much.

[At least she's to the point. Red's done this before, somewhat. The difference is that this time there's people that can actually read her messages.]

But I need information.

[She's leaving it that unspecific for a reason.]

Comments

[secondsmarch]

[Um.]

Excuse me?

Part bird?

[fierybluebird]

Aye. Timing is everything with birds.

[secondsmarch]

[Could this get any more strange. Probably so.]

I hadn't known that about them.

[fierybluebird]

Oh, aye absolutely.

You know the chickadee song only has two notes? The rhythm, time of day, and exact length of notes completely rephrases the meaning of what they're conveying. Early morning it's usually pointers to food, and midday it's warning. Spring it might be mating if it's long enough, or calling the hatchlings back home if it's firm.

[secondsmarch]

Changes like that are important when it comes to singing. You need to make sure your message is clear, and exactly the way you want it to be.

[fierybluebird]

Exactly!

You're a musician then?

[secondsmarch]

I'm a singer. Or... I used to be.

I don't have my voice anymore.

[fierybluebird]

No?

What happened?

[secondsmarch]

I'd rather not discuss that right now.

[fierybluebird]

Fair enough.

Well, I've heard you only need to get one piece of the jewel to make a wish.

[secondsmarch]

Did you hear that as a rumor?

[fierybluebird]

Pure rumor.

[secondsmarch]

It may be worth remembering, if nothing else.