Neverwinter Forest harold...

she laughs as the smaller girl tumbles, still dancing with her well-won leg, but she drops it when the dusky thing offers the rest of the prize, pink eyes surprised. "aw, thanks ya, but y'won it fair an' square," witchbaby grins, nudging it back toward her. "i'll hold onta this one as a memento - or maybe a gift for my girl," she says thoughtfully of her prize-leg -- then laughs at herself, wondering what kinkajuú would think of being given a single leg bone as a gift - it certainly isn't a pretty shell or feather, but witchbaby finds the whole thing quite charming.