"I'm sorry you lost her." He said. "It's also nice to met you. Is it alright if I sat next to you?" He asks. "I lost mine when I was young." He sighs. "That tune sounds familiar."
"It's a traditional song sang by my pack passed down by generations. And i don't mind at all. I would enjoy the company." He looks off into the distance and closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. "I just wish I had someone to pass it down to. I miss my pups..."
"I understand." He said. "I pass a song down in my pack as well." He said. He closed his eyes and softly hummed something slightly different. He starts rocking. He opens his eyes and softly sang. His voice reaching a high octave easily and surprisingly low as well. When he was done. "That's what my own mother sang to me, she had a big range."
