((lol, I just realized last night I managed to pick all of Shippou's characters

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"Oh, I'm sure he'll do it again. Besides, I think he wants them to sing and I'm - haha - I'm really not that good." Trinam smiled sheepishly and turned her gaze to the stage with another sip of juice.
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"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Round of applause for our lovely ladies here!" The crowd cheered at the cheetah, fox, wolf, and newly joined mouse and the rabbit turned to them with a gin again. "A'ight. Imma need you ladies to sing it loud and proud for me, however you want. The stranger the word and the weirder the melody the more I got to play with to make it work. So give me something good!" He pointed at the wolf, glanced back at his display for a moment, then to her again. "I'm gonna need... A verb." The wolf giggled nervously.
"A verb?" she confirmed with apprehension.
"Yeah." The rabbit pressed the small mic into her hands so the rest could properly hear her. "Something good. Something...
Juicey." His fan base laughed and cheered in the crowd. The wolf giggled nervously again, tucking her ears back and her tail sticking close to one leg as she grinned guiltily.
"Uhm... Howl?" She descended into giggling again and a knowing smile slowly spread over the rabbit's face.
"Yeah...
Yeah, that'll do! Now singing it for me, baby."
"Sing it?" she laughed. "Oh, yeah, right um... *ahem* ha-OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLlllllllww!" She reached a surprisingly clear and piercing high note that was held for quite a while and the rabbit couldn't control his laughter before she stopped.
"Yes, YES! PER-fect. That's gonna be killer. Thank you, baby!" He gave the wolfess a friendly hug and took the mic from her to pass it to the next in line: Amala. "And you, my fine purveyor of
fine pirate booty, need to give me an adjective."