Ouroboros Spine Worth more than Gold

The greeting that was returned to her was warm and sweet. The crinkling of his eyes made her stomach flip excitedly, though she could not have said why. When he moved to nudge against her, she did not shy away from him. Instead, the girl of the moon lifted her snout to his cheek where she planted the softest of kisses. Her cheeks grew warm after she had pulled back, searching over the gifts that he said he had been preparing. Interest was clear on her features. She had not asked him out of politeness, but genuine intrigue.

As Rodyn covered the various items he was preparing, Samani listened closely. Her ears were drawn to a tall point upon her peachy head. He had made items for her mother and for Lote. They were both carefully crafted and appeared to the girl to be things she had never seen before. The craftsman had a strong talent, it seemed.

When Rodyn presented something that he had made for her, the girl of the moon stirred. Her heart thrummed so hard in her chest that she feared he might hear it, feel it, simply by standing so near to her. The gift that he offered her was a beautiful item, strewn from willow and decorated with feathers that glittered with the touch of the sun.

You… her voice was reverent, hushed to a whisper. You made this for… me?

Samani’s gaze filled with love. She broke her stare from the bracelet and fixed it to Rodyn’s face. Tears of happiness threatened to spill from her eyes, but she held herself firm.

It’s beautiful…