(Lol he's liek 5'2")

Phoenix clambered up to the roof again, still dragging the leg a bit.

(Xd)

He begins singing a song he'd been making softly, strumming the notes he'd written down. He nods, liking the sound of it. He'd have to record it later

Phoeni thinks it's pretty good but daren't voice anything out-save that for music class.

(Posting class schedule soon, we'll start classes when more peeps are on)

(Alright)

He then goes onto another song he'd already made, one he was confident about. He sings it softly, strumming the notes while watching the birds chase each other over the tree tops.

The birds are mostly pigeons. Headed for Phoenix.

He shuts the window, locking it and sitting on his bed, finishing the song.

And just in time. One crazy pigeon slams into the window. A moment later, Phoenix drops down and picks it up, then goe back on the roof.

He frowns, jumping off the bed and opening the window. He gracefully and swiftly climbs onto the roof, "Is it alright?" He asks, looking at the bird sadly.

"Speedstone? Surprisingly, yes. just a broken wing."

She woke at 6 She sat up

((((I have school I will play at 3 or 4