where did you get that harmonica?
"My harmonica you say?"
Snufkin felt into his coat's pockets pulling out the Harmonica "This ol' thing?" He waved it upwords questioningly and threw up his brows, flicking his tail. Now stood up he felt the small instrument between the fingers of his paws
"Although...it certainly is not a particularly exciteing story." he purred.
"But I happened to uptain it on one of my many journey, long before i came across and settled in MoominValley. Deep in the spruce woods, i found a very oak and old cabin..."
His voice became hushed and gentle as he usually was, perking his ears curiously in a wondering notion
"Seemed abandoned, and of cource me being me i went in without to much care. I didnt particularly have to much discretion back then i suppose."
"Inside held dust and webs in all arrays of corners within the old cottage. But. " he raised his paw, now clasping his harmonica once more "Inside i found.. books, many maps and different letters arranged to...whomst ever..and this very harmonica...left astray on the table"
Snufkin's dark feline eyes hovered back down to the small hand held, golden and wooden laced harmonica; feeling his thumb over the smooth, golden and silver plated roof of where a unreadable signature was barely seen, almost faded
"Quite a beauty...aint it? Would have been a crime to not take it from its previous, dusty web imprisonment!" He noted with a grin, before chortleing "thats full of it coming from me though"
