Wapun Meadow Warmth

im gonna cry she's so sweet

The flowers reached Frederick's nose before his eyes could perceive it, but when the scent evened out he looked over the gift. It was a necklace, he realised. One of deer hide, fangs, and the prettiest of petals. He looked up at Milan with a wide, almost goofy smile. I love it, he confirmed. Will you help me put it on?

Lowering himself down onto his rump, he nudged the necklace towards the woman, looking straight so that she could bring it upwards around his head. Then, when it fell around his neck, Frederick would wear it with pride. Even now, his eyes were twinkling.