A token for the Lady

Lament held himself true to his word and followed through with aggravating the bees. She wondered what kind of lady had captured his attention, but that was none of her business. Hopefully he could decide on something nice for her. It was spring and flowers were rather common. Gemstones took time to find but they were worth the effort and a pelt took time to create, but could be a very personal gift especially if the animal meant something between them.

She would likely never know his decision, but she had her own gifts to preoccupy her anyway. Poem swiftly gathered what she’d intended on and made a run for it. Hopefully she would cross paths with Lament again before packing away the combs in her mouth and making her return to Abaven.