Ouroboros Spine Worth more than Gold

Rodyn dipped his muzzle and studied her face. Glad that she liked her gift. Rodyn did not expect anything in return. He just had wanted to give her something, something from him. That no one else had. He wasn't certain of the why's only that it had been a feeling that he had embraced fully and it seemed to be a good thing.

Rodyn moved forward. Oh yea sure.

With gentle paws, he pushed the willow braid near her own, and bent his head, he looked up at her with a kind smile, eyes dancing, laughter on his face. And then slowly looped it around her paw, leaving it slack. It was longer than it needed to be so he could loop it. So with one paw holding it, and teeth grasping it, he looped it gently over the other and tugged with his teeth up, not tight, yet. He was mindful not to pull her fur. Though white teeth grazed peachy fur anyway as he pulled it up to her shoulder, and tugged it tight.

thorry. He spoke through a mouthful of willow. Then he snapped the ends off with his canines.

There you go.