I Took a Pill in Ibiza

He smiled at her reassuring attempt “I hadn’t thought of it that way, but I suppose you’re right.” He said idly. “My mother is a healer, but she was never that overbearing when I was a pup.” He said, his mind momentarily focused on the walls as they walked.

When he saw the way her eyes illuminated at the mention of treasure his spirits lifted and he found himself grinning. “Maybe I’m just not good at finding things.” He offered companionably “Just another reason to explore with a buddy.” He added, his tail waving playfully behind him.

 "I think a nice big ruby would look good on you, or maybe even a sapphire. What do you think?" She asked and he stopped to consider the thought.

“Well I already have this.” He said, lifting the worn leather cuff and glinting citrine lightning bolt that sat on his wrist. “My mother gave it to me for my birthday.” He said fondly. He had worn the cuff for so long that most days he didn’t even notice it was there, looking at it now he could see that it would need mending sooner or later.

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