[Gris Lowell]

    It was quiet, finally. The transitional period having been quite hectic as academy life was quite a hard thing to properly get used to. And perhaps it was just how exhausting everything had been the last few days - along with how uncomfortable his temporary bed was - that the boy just couldn't seem to get himself to sleep. Needlessly restless even as the moon was approaching its peak in the sky. Looming over Haven Academy like some sort of creative metaphor that the wolf faunus wasn't quite creative enough to come up with. But Gris certainly tried, the raven-haired boy musing quietly to himself as he wandered along the edges of the forest to not accidentally run into anyone. Especially considering he wasn't sure if he was even allowed to be out there at night. "Looming over like... our future... no, that doesn't work." He muttered to himself while trying to find just the words. In his hand was a case in the shape of a guitar or bass. Probably the latter, considering he doesn't know how the play the former. "The moon is... symbolic of... our pride? Alright, I don't even remember what I was even trying at this point." 

    Gris sighed softly to himself, considering there was nobody else around, at least nobody that he was aware of. The ears atop of his head twitching occasionally as the moonlit stroll seemed to be coming to something of an end. Him finally coming across a spot that he seemed would work well enough. Stepping a bit into the wooded area where there was just enough of a clearing so that he could have some privacy for what he was about to do. Setting the case down onto the ground next to a tree before undoing the buckles that kept it fastened. Opening it up and a slight smiled appeared on his face. It was less the seeing the instrument that he knew was there that caused such pleased emotions, but more what it represented. The change that had happened gradually, an almost peace that filled him when he got a chance to just strum along the stings by himself. 

    Before long, the Bass was in Gris's hands as he leaned back onto a nearby tree. Sitting down on the ground without much concern for what was around him as he listened to the peaceful night. The occasional grasshopper chirping or owl hooting, but such things were hardly unruly audience for such a thing. The instrument itself was a nice cool sky blue with white in the middle that the strings went over. It was still a wooden bass, thus acoustic. He had yet to get into electric instruments which perhaps made him slightly archaic in such a regard. When he begun to play, he didn't start with just the strings. He ignored those, just for the time being. Instead, he used his palm to lightly tap against the base of the instrument, beginning the tempo for the simple song that he was going to play for the forest. A light humming coming from his throat to help him keep the rhythm while his hand went Boom, Bap, Boom, Bap, Bap onto the side. Alternating between smacking it with his fingers and then the side of his fist.

    Finally, the actual playing of the instrument, his fingers coming down along the strings swiftly, followed by the boy holding one finger onto the second string while he played the rest of the chords. The slow paced, deep music was kept nice and steady. A constant beat and tempo while he closed his eyes and continued to play. The song didn't last long, maybe a couple minutes and a bit more. But as he finished he tilt his head up towards the shy, unable to see the moon clearly due to the leaves of the trees that blocked his vision. Tapping his finger against the side of his bass while musing once again, "When the... moon hits your eye. Like a... big pizza p- No, wait, that one's been used before. Dammit." He was still going to try, but until he came up with something cool to say he continued on playing. Willing to spend however long there he needed until he felt like he could finally pass out in his bed. 

[Canary Rose]

    Canary awoke at her usual time, wait no... there was nothing usual or even regular about her waking and sleeping cycle. So of course it was just her luck that in one the first nights she had spent at the Academy, she found herself awake when everyone else was most certainly asleep. Canary had some idea of the best ways to distract herself, of how she might whittle away the hours until sleep would claim her again, or when the morning sun would rise to burn her eyes and insist that no matter how tired she felt she had to stay awake. A slight bemused grin slipped with ease onto her lips as she pondered which of those 'wonderful' fates life would bring to her this time. It was in that very moment that she shook her head, cleared her mind of such thoughts, and began to walk. Slipping from her room as quietly as she could, and 'stalking' the halls of the dormitory with the same gentle grace as a feline stalking its prey. Down the stairs, another hall, and there she was at the main entrance. 


    Her feet carried her at this point, with no particular direction, or destination in mind she simply walked outside and finally glanced up at the sky. The moon was only now nearing its apex in the sky, a fact that made her smile as she realized she might very well be able to sleep again before the morning light came. For now though, the only problem she had left was finding someway to tire herself more properly. As in the time since her Semblance had made itself known, she'd gotten quite adjusted to that typically snoozy state that was her existence, and its power alone was not quite enough to let her sleep constantly. No doubt what the next days, weeks, months, and even years would hold for her were playing a part in her current somewhat restless state she had to admit internally. So with a weary sigh she continued again. One foot gently in front of the other, as quiet as a kitten as she strolled toward the forest. Never thinking if she was even allowed to go there, as any concerns that were not directly related to finding a way to urge her body into sleeping again had become so far secondary that they could not even reach the edges of her mind, much less the forefront of her thoughts.


    It was as she approached the forest, when the trees were casting their long shadows over her and blocking out a majority of the moonlight that had been making the world feel so much less dark. That she paused for a moment of thoughtful contemplation, that she actually considered if wandering off in the forest at this hour was such a good idea, and if she should just turn back and find some quiet spot inside the dorms to wait out her restless mind. Then she heard it, the soft sounds that were unmistakably not natural. "That, couldn't really be? Weird..." Her voice nothing more than a soft whisper, Canary held there for what might've been only half a minute, or a few. Simply listening, her ears twitching as she became convinced she could hear a small voice going alongside the harmonic tones that were drifting between the trees. Until finally, she was convinced, a conviction that more thoroughly gripped her with each step she took. Until she was walking with a certain level of certainty, not even paying attention to the twigs, and broken branches beneath her feet. Only to finally spot a large figure ahead, up in a tree that was easily within reach for a girl with her own agility. 

    Canary waited there considering for a few long moments, before she made her way up, perched in a branch just above the mysterious musician. Before during a lull in the music she finally cleared her throat what she hoped was loud enough to be heard, before calling out in a voice that was more than a whisper but less than a shout, while keeping at least one hand at the ready. Prepared to support him... to make sure he did not fling himself from the tree in a startled state. "Couldn't sleep either huh?" She asked in a lightly inquisitive tone, though as was commonplace with Canary's voice it was more the weariness of exhaustion that was fully conveyed. "Sorry to uh.. interrupt you like this, I just thought.. maybe you wouldn't mind a small audience? I promise... you'll hardly notice me. I can be.. surprisingly quiet after all." The cute girl with dark skin, and a darker outfit added with a small albeit hard to notice smile cast down toward the larger figure on the lower branch whose details were still a bit too obscured for her to properly make out.

[Gris Lowell]

    Despite what people might end up believing about the boy, Gris did not have all that enhanced senses. No increased sense of smell like other wolves. Or even the ability to see well in the dark like his more feral nocturnal kin. But one thing he definitely did have was at least somewhat increased hearing. Perhaps not as developed and attuned as a natural wolf's, but no doubt more sensitive than a human's. But even if his hearing could have alarmed him that someone was coming, it couldn't have now. His soft playing of his instrument was far too distracting, himself far too focused on the task at hand as he worked on going through his typical routines while a playful kitten began to sneak up from behind him. Perhaps not intending to, but maybe it truly was just her nature to pounce when someone's back was turned. The snapping twigs and branches did little to alarm him of someone approaching, although his ears did twitch at the sounds. But he paid them no mind, believing that it was merely the sound of scurrying squirrels and the like. 

    However, the music did eventually need to stop, the boy sitting on the ground with his back to the tree that had another sleep-deprived student not too far on said tree. Gris finally coming to a stop with his playing as he slumped forward lazily. One arm hanging down from the thiccest part of his bass while the other idly went to the top to adjust some of the strings. That's when it happened though, a sudden voice calling out to him. 'Couldn't sleep either, huh?' Enough to make him jump somewhat, twitching in his spot as both of his ears went straight up. Registering the sound that had spooked him, but.. he needed to try to not show it. Perhaps it was his natural reaction as a guy... not being allowed to admit that he was startled, especially to a sudden girl. He didn't respond to the girl immediately, instead looking up into the tree that was speaking to him. Unable to see much of anything except perhaps those golden eyes that pierced through the darkness. Somewhat like his own more light blue eyes. He blinked, watching the shrouded figure for a few moments before, "Ah... hey... you uh... surprised me a bit there." Which was a bit of an understatement considering his heart had been racing ever since she showed up. "And uh... no. I couldn't sleep, yeah. New school... was a bit restless." His speaking pattern was a bit hesitant to say the least. 

    Who was this random girl? Did she make a habit of sneaking up on people and climbing trees to spook them? "So I guess I kind've wandered out here and found a place to set up. The same for you, I suppose?" Finally speaking a bit more like a person now that his nervousness had calmed down a bit. "Admittedly, depending on how long you've been up there... you might've heard pretty much everything I've got to play anyways." He explained, but he prepared to move his fingers along his strings just as he did before anyways. This time... the music wasn't much more than the occasional strumming, steady beats, and forming whatever strings he thought would go together as his new focus was more on the golden eyed girl that had mysteriously just shown up. "Hmm. What about you? I guess you were unable to sleep and stuff, but are you also a first year here?" He asked casually, at least keeping some level of conversation going so that he can distract her from the fact that he felt his playing wasn't all that impressive. 

[Canary Rose]

    Canary settled herself back on the higher branch she'd managed to 'sneak' too before giving her presence away, and crossed her legs as she let her back rest against the trunk of a tree. A relaxed posture that made her feel oh so sleepy.. no wait, that wasn't quite the truth now was it? No, she pretty much always felt sleepy, even if she was standing, walking, running, or doing whatever else. No, the relaxed posture only made her feel comfy. Yeah, that was the proper way to describe, she affirmed to herself while lazily listening to the wolf-boy speak and strum along. He certainly wasn't the 'best' she'd ever heard, but was far and away more talented than she was when it came to what seemed to be his instrument of choice. It wasn't really her place to judge, but she surmised that if he had made it the focus of his life instead of well the obvious choice that came with being at the Academy... he might've made something of a career out of playing the bass. Though she certainly was no expert on such things, and well the simple ability to carry a tune even as slightly as he was going about it was enough to make her happy. So she might very well have already been biased in his favor. Or something like that anyway. All the same she took a few moments to herself before she really started to respond to him, even going so far as to lightly 'humm' along to his soft strumming before she pressed up into an attempt at what would be a more 'alert' posture for anyone else who wasn't as snoozy as she always was. 


    "Kinda the same, and kinda the opposite really." Canary replied with a slight smile worn gently on her lips. Knowing full well he couldn't see it didn't really change things for her as it was simply too far ingrained within her natural disposition to be a bit happy most of the time. All the same, a soft breath, then two, maybe three, or even four slowly slipped out between her words as she tilted her head and tapped a finger lightly on her left cheek before continuing to speak. "Mm, sorry I guess that was probably really confusing huh? Uh... look it's a bit complicated ya know, but uh... the simple version is. I just tend to be a bit sleepy all the time you know? And, that... well that's my problem right now right? I'm a first year too, and after everything to do with getting here and getting setup in the dorms I was way to tired not to pass out... and well, now even though I'm still exhausted, well even though I still feel super exhausted. I just, cannot for the life of me.. sleep!" Letting out a long loud exasperated sigh, Canary shifted a little further onto the branch she had chosen as her perch drawing a bit closer to the boy below so she could get a better look, while giving him an equal chance of course. "So yeah, it's like.. normally I'd love to feel well kind of like this. I mean I'd love to feel... 'awake', but as far as things go not being able to just sleep when I want is a pretty close second I guess. Right now though, as much as I should be happy, and believe me I should! I'm actually kind of upset that I just can't sleep... even though I sleep way tooooo much." Puffing her cheeks into a rather cute pout she looked the boy over, from his fluffy ears and all the way down to where the instrument largely obscured the rest of his body. 


    Canary gave a slightly longer pause this time before continuing her dozy haze of mindless rambling that had so far felt like it was dominating the conversation. "Uh.. sorry about that. Got kind of carried away I guess. Um, so yeah... I feel like that's probably enough about me for this conversation, and the next three. So how about you I mean beyond the restlessness. Is it just, like anxiety? Or excitement? What's really keeping you up? Oh, and uh.. please keep playing. I know it's uh... 'not much', but I like it. It's making feel pretty relaxed. I mean, if that counts for anything." Nodding softly, and feeling somewhat certain he could at least make out some details of her face from this proximity, Canary smiled warmly, and settled in. Prepared to listen and chat, for as long as he was willing to deal with her.