[DROP] dance of the naiad

Scritching Remi affectionately behind one furry ear and smiling to Melita, Ronin honestly didn't know what to expect out of this. He watched the will-o-wisps closely and kept his eyes peeled at those who gathered with them, just in case it was something as absurd (or deadly) as a trap while they were distracted. He was watching the crowd so hard that he missed, at first, the arrival of the beautiful woman upon the litter. Catching himself and blinking stupidly at her for but a moment, Ronin dipped his head in respect that was entirely automatic - an object of his upbringing, no doubt. He was unable to lower himself into a full bow because of the raccoon in his arms, but the gesture was unmistakeable. RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.