Your Inheritance

The sentimentality of the bracers was apparent immediately, bringing a thankful smile to Vanta’s lips as she stared awestruck down at the bear and snake symbols. A reminder forever of her bloodline, of the wolves who had made her and those she would one day grow to make proud - hopefully. She clutched the bracer pair tighter (hardly acknowledging the mention of the weapon that could attach to them) and held them to her chest, leaning her head against the toucan at her side as he preened her once more. “Thank you, mama. These are amazing. I’ll never forget, I promise.”

The present had been wrapped in a pelt - did she get to keep that, too? It would be a good place to keep the bracers safe until she chose to wear them. Reaching out her paw, she returned to the wrapping and reopened it, intending to place the gifts back inside. Though something else was there. A weird strip of.. Fabric? Squinting in confusion, she looked up back to her mother. “What’s this?”