[The gift she leaves him is nowhere near as big as the one he left for her - that shithead, making her cry ugly happy tears as she looked it over - but just as meaningful.
It's a small box, wrapped in a silk ribbon with an owlbear feather attached. Inside the box is a silver chain with a pendant, shaped like two wings. Underneath is a note.
I know you have wings of your own, but these are to get you home, so you're never far from me.
gift left in his room
It's a small box, wrapped in a silk ribbon with an owlbear feather attached. Inside the box is a silver chain with a pendant, shaped like two wings. Underneath is a note.
I know you have wings of your own, but these are to get you home, so you're never far from me.
Happy birthday, you shithead. I love you.]