Thread:DragonNinja01/@comment-38036641-20190816041751/@comment-33229352-20190816045707

Ishmael had been sitting on a low tree branch when he heard the humming. Even as a mortal, music had been one of his weak points, and this was no exception. He watched her for a few seconds, and, deciding she looked relatively harmless, decided to make himself known.

"Hello," he called out softly as he approached. "Who might you be?"