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My lady. My lady, he's called her! The woman's smile grows wider, cheeks dimpled with her delight. It seems the winds had brought her not only a gentleman, but a handsome one at that! The light within soft eyes of ember is playful and is there to stay. The bow is met with a respectful dip of her chin, before she's dissolved into more laughter. 

"Apologies! I didn't mean to startle you," she hummed. Shifting her weight, the skin beneath her fur warm with charm. And he was exactly that—charming! The sway in his step, the way he recovers...he is a wild thing, surely. 

Up he climbs. She rouses from where she lay upon the ground to stand, fur speckled with dirt and blades of grass. An earthly embrace she typically would love to wear, but for a man as handsome? She shakes out her autumnal coat, her tail swaying with delight. She shouldn't look so...unruly with company. 

He stands tall upon the cliffside, backlit by the sun. A sight for sore eyes. Sinna greets him with a smile, and then a step closer, as personal space had hardly ever been boundary she recognized unless enforced. "I found it charming!" She mused with a smile. "And I promise to not laugh if you wish to serenade me again." A tease, followed by a girlish giggle. 

He'd have a fine singing voice if he practiced! And she was more than willing to lend a listening ear.

"It's not often the wind brings me lively company. Tell me your name?"