The morning in the forest was fresh, and found many diurnal creatures starting to feel animated, reinvigorated by their previous night's sleep. The air was tinged with a bit of cold, though the sun pierced through leaves like giant claws, bringing with it the generous heat of spring. Pairs of hoofsteps imprinted themselves on bare patches of mud and made the grass rustle gently, the easily frightened animals escaping at the sound, wary of predators. Forunately for them, the hoofsteps belonged to gentle centaurs, an equine female and a cervine male, and neither would dare harm them. The pair of friends walked through the foliage, careful not to disturb any flora or fauna as they passed, chatting about this and that, but mostly their projects as a band. "...But I think this.." The female, Asaya, said, letting out a lilting tune to demonstrate her point. "..would sound better." Greg, her companion, massaged his chin with his left hand. "Hm, I know what you mean." "Maybe if we fix