Tracy turned away from the silver-haired girl, looking at Asher. "What's a song?" She asked confusion burning in her eyes. The violet-haired girl walked back to her sketchbook, where her stuffed friend sat utop. Quickly she scooped up Scruffles and sat down on her 'bed' which in reality was just a blanket and pillow.
Tracy kept her gaze on the winged boy, her smile not fading as she cuddled her tiny friend.