This is a re-recording of an old song I'm really fond of. I believe it's at least a couple of years old, but since I had the midi data for it, I was able to re-hash the song in a much more pristine manner. The original had a lot of fuzz on it... it never got posted here, somehow. It's a really beautiful piece. I'd like to tell a bit of a story about a friend of mine, since this song was written for him, way back then... little did I know then of how strong our friendship would become.

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I was a much younger colt, back then. Fresh to the fandom, to be sure. Getting my first tastes of love, and all the trappings that go with it. Having a handsome devil of a boyfriend halfway across the country didn't do nice things for ones morale, certainly.

There was one place, however... where I felt at home. Perhaps even more so then when I was living in my own house, as my parents didn't quite know everything there was to know about me at the time, and I wasn't about to go telling them. Of course, my father would eventually find my journal talking about being apart from said boyfriend...

I'm getting away from the story here, though. That place, that home for me... it was Kodiak Castle. Not a real castle, but it almost felt like one the first time I went there with my new furry friends. The lord and lady of this castle, none other than Sir Belic and Lady K'gra. Sir Belic, or as I've come to know him, my big brother bear, had an enormous heart, even when I met him as a complete stranger. He welcomed me into his home with open arms, introduced me to the community around the area... threw some wild parties. *the shire chuckled with a grin* Always a fun time, that place.

I remember going trick-or-treating in my first fursuit with "The Crew"... It was so amazing... I wish I could go Trick-Or-Treating with my new suit, now! Not much out here though, compared to the urban houses of Connecticut.

Belic and I grew closer as the years went on, and I remember one time I was laying on the couch with him, everyone was watching the sports game on TV. The Red Sox were in the playoffs, and I was just getting so unnerved by the whole experience, I started shaking... He was there, and he held me in those great bear arms... soothing, protective and comforting... I managed to settle down, and he was always so kind to me, as he is to everyone.

It was a surreal moment, and one that I am sure is reflected if not directly inspired in this song, that I named "In Your Arms". From that night on, any time that I thought I was alone, I remembered him.... a short drive away, but being carless and without a license meant I didn't get to see him that often. But the times I did get to see my big brother... they were absolutely divine, truly. There's no other word for the aura that surrounds him, to me. I could probably write music all day drawing off of it... so much love, so much selfless caring... something I aspire to emulate myself, for certain.

I hope we will stay close friends for a long time to come, Bear and I. I will always remember the healing power of just holding someone close, in your arms.... letting them know that you're there for them, no matter what may come. Be it the Red Sox losing... moving away to California... losing a loved one.

Here's to us, dear bear, and may there be many more years of friendship to come. *whuffles, raising a glass of apple juice in a toast*