"La la la la la," The male sung loudly as he trotted happily through the forest, going one note higher with every 'la'. At least, he thought he was. Being blissfully obliviously tone deaf, he did not realize that his notes were rather flat despite how perfect it sounded in his mind. After his father had encouraged him to pursue his passion - singing and dancing, performing for others - the colt had been constantly practicing his art. Even if he was just moving, he would prance and dance instead of just trotting. He would sing out words to his siblings instead of saying them.
And he could do it all day without tiring out.
Although his mother had... Ran away when he and his siblings were born due to some issues, he had recently returned and he had also recently met her. He soon realized that both his parents were talented at singing and dancing. In fact, according to them, that was how they fell in love! Hypothetically, since he is their son, he must have that same talent, right? Maybe even twice as much! Maybe he should ask the rest of his herd...
Grinning to himself, Cabriole practiced his scales again, smiling proudly at himself when he was done. Those were perfect! Now, he just needs some water for his parched throat...
