Taylor was a born master of the crowd. She seemed to have this innate sense how to control the ebb and flow of the mob who had come to see her and her crazy tail. Most, if not all of the audience were under the impression is was fake or an animatronic attached to her real tail, but it did not matter. It was the novelty of it and the full range of motion and control she seemed to have over it that fascinated her fans. They came for the tail, but her infectious stage personality and sheer, raw talent at singing and playing the guitars was what kept butts in seat and word of mouth to spread. Taylor and Ahya were at their happiest when they had good friends like Nina at their backs and their older bro, Max, on the drums. It was a moment of time she wished could last forever. Nothing but her and the music.
