[SWE] Always be mine

The dragon had been staying mostly still as a carved statue, thirty feet of scales and neatly folded wings, only the tip of his tail twitching occasionally as he noticed people he recognized. Blue-opal eyes had been scanning the growing crowd in hopes of finding one person in particular though—

But then another found him first. He inclined his head in greeting, glad to see Libbs enjoying the festival, and he gave first a nod of his head and then a shake of it in answer to her questions. Well… he could speak, he just didn’t feel like it tonight.

He dipped his head down slowly to whuff Maea’s pale hair in silent greeting as she joined them--

And then Loren had to be a party crasher, and the dragon huffed a chilly sigh. Didn’t feel up for much conversation tonight, he sent back ruefully. Just wanted to give someone a gift and head out… I was hoping this shape might deter some of that. Clearly I miscalculated.

And then Libbs was reaching for the head he’d moved into range and Tarasha appeared for the rescue. The dragon crooned a greeting and then lowered his head to the Fae, turning it to offer the bag hooked over a curling horn.

Within was a windchime – or rather, a sunchime – made of colorful stones that would clack and ring together when the wind blew, and scatter sunlight from the crystals of quartz and other sparkling or gem-like minerals.

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Gift obtained in: {SE} Life's a Beach