Myrddin let out a whining creel as he popped in and out of places he had assumed the recipient would be. It was only on the last place, the cafeteria, that he found her sitting at a table. There was a happy creel as he landed on the table before her, not even asking before he took a piece of wherry off of her plate. He offered his leg to her, the one the package was attached to as he held the wherry between his front claws, tearing away at it.
A letter was on top of the package.
Quote:
Dear Kiri,
It's been a while since either of us have had the time to write, though this should make it easier. Myrddin recently became the father of a clutch and I wanted to gift you one of the eggs, since I only have him bonded to me because he stole the piece of food you had held out.
I hope the little flit inside is a bit better behaved then its sire.
Your Friend,
C'ryn
It's been a while since either of us have had the time to write, though this should make it easier. Myrddin recently became the father of a clutch and I wanted to gift you one of the eggs, since I only have him bonded to me because he stole the piece of food you had held out.
I hope the little flit inside is a bit better behaved then its sire.
Your Friend,
C'ryn
Masterharper
