Ocean's Breath Plateau Away from the sun

The golden wolf continued to sing the song of Seikilos, far too focused on the melody than to realize another was listening to his tune. "Life exists only a short while," he continued on a bright grin now forming agaisnt his maw as he lifted his head higher to sing to the sun with joy. "And time demands its toll." No, this was not the original version of his carol, but a translated piece he'd conjured up with his time among English speakers. Of course, he could speak in the formal language it was given, but he preferred to stay fluent with his surroundings and fit it with the most common vocabulary around. 

It wasn't till a feminine voice chimed did he turn his head, strangley unsurprised by the sudden strangers appearance. His smile stayed as he trailed his eyes along the fae's silhouette, before meeting her silvery, glowing, moon-resembling eyes, to which his gaze paused. She was a beautiful thing, no doubt, and her generous comment was taken well. Apollo was not embarressed by the fact she overheard his song, but instead was proud someone stumbled upon his solo. "Thank you very much, Miss." The almond glance did not falter upon her orbs, and he shifting himself to face her entirely, now standing up and revealing half his coat to be damp from the snow he laid in.