Noctisardor Bypass wound three times her little throat around

as the other approached, did her demeanour shift, in the slightest. it was subtle, nothing noticeable to those who did not know here well. it was a softening, a rounding of the sharpness of her stare. her form dipped submissively when the other approached, maw slipping into a smile, touched with just the right amount of nervousness. "hello" came her voice a moment later, subdued. "I am Circe- I seek a home." she said, watching the other with question in her gaze. blunt, and to the point. Her words came sincere and respectfully. Easy. 

she hesitated but a moment before continuing, words steady and smooth. "do you have place amongst your ranks?" she asked, dipping her head in a submissive manner, appearing for all the world as simply another looking to find their place amongst others.  soft, friendly, harmless- this she projected, and was emphasised by her frame, svelte and nimble and petite.