All About the Acoustics

He was about to switch notes, to try a new rhythm, create his own harmony (with himself! He never thought he'd do that!)... and two voices did dance in the cave. But so did a third. Mikhail was startled to hear it, this one delicate and feminine - most certainly not his. But he didn't stop until a slender shape appeared with stunning and lovely features to match that beautiful voice... she looked like she had danced right out of the heavens and pulled them down with her. Granted, the cave was a bit dark and he could be a bit of a romantic.

Smiling a little sheepishly, the pale man bowed his head. Obviously he was the only wolf here... who else could have been singing? But he couldn't remember the last time he'd been complimented and a certain shyness caused his cheeks to heat up rather more than he'd have liked. He needed his head to be a little clearer than all that!

"Ya, I am... I dare say, you also own a lovely voice, Frau. I am Mikhail," he offered, rising to his paws only to bow deeply, his elbows nearly reaching the floor again as he tilted his nose to the ground. His eyes flicked back up to her before he rose again, only to seat himself in the very same position he had been in before. "This place has a good ah- what's-the-word -ambience yes? A good place for a song." He chuckled, a good-natured grin splitting his face as his tail continued to sway to a time only he could keep.