Drown Into Eyes While They're Still Blind

It was inevitable that Row took interest in the stranger's song. It was carnal. She was a wolf, and although the words weren't exact their depth was keenly penetrating. All of this lead to a vague feeling of discomfort. It was as if Row was peeking in on a moment of indecent vulnerability. And yet she could not look away. After all, she and Warboy were both highly resistant to such open emotional expression. So perhaps peculiarity was the lure.

However, once the solo had concluded the charm was broken. Rowtag was prepared to turn and go but before she could the Rho summoned her. Stiffening at first, the newcomer twisted her head at the words. She hadn't intended to pry, and furthermore she hadn't considered her proximity to be a vice of deception.

All of this contemplation made the female late in her approach. Slow but with delicate footsteps, Row came around her superior in a wide arc. As for her posture it was modestly submissive, but not so much that there was any degree of challenge -merely a tacit queue that Row was naturally of a more despotic nature herself.

"I admit that I shouldn't have lingered as long as I did... but I assure you that I wasn't intentionally intruding upon you." her voice was a womanly alto, like an echo from a deep cave, "...I am Rowtag by the way." unlike the woman's chorus there was no definitive emotional intent in Row's saying. Which was adequately honest considering that she had no idea what their encounter would become.