Lost little lamb

They entered her little den, which was already starting to fill with her personality. Trinkets of interesting things she had found, gifts from Basilisk, and drawings of plans and works in progress. There was still plenty of space to fill, and he wondered if he should make some more shelves, and build places for her to eventually show off the things she collected.

He watched as she tended to her fire, and set up a kettle. He took a seat near the flames, enjoying the heat as it took away the bite of winter. He waited until Ignita joined him, before grabbing out his newest gift for her. A collection of beautiful crystals that made interesting noises when they moved.


"Basilisk Fatalis"