#baronyofthesilverwolf

"Can I open my present now?" He grins, almost puppy-dog looking in his eagerness.

"I.." She slips he ring on, "I'll make sure your friends see it" A smile "Oh.. yes. Open yours"

He tears into the packaging!

The Dream catcher is eye catching, a thing of beauty in it's construction. there's magic there

The magic is completely lost on Chuck... but the beauty is not! So perhaps he will be forgiven when he asks, "This is really pretty! Did you make it?"

"I mean, it looks handmade." He clarifies, "But amazing."

"No, but you're dating a First Nations girl, get used to the weird culture flex" She smiles "It's a Dream Catcher. You hang it in the room whehre you sleep"

He grins at her. "I love it. When I wake up, it will remind me of you."

She leans over and gives him a kiss

He wraps an arm around her, and they stroll through the streets lined with twinkling lights, as snowflakes drift down.

Meanwhile, Art says, "To be honest, I haven't figured out what to get for a few people yet." To Trina.

"Who's left? Maybe I can help."

"Well, I have a good friend. My best friend, honestly. But I'm not sure what she might want." A grin over to her.

"Oh! Uh." Blush.

"Books are good, I know somebody likes shopping for those..."

"I get distracted so easily." He laughs.

"I'm sure I can figure it out. Gwen is harder. Do you think she would like something for her dogs?"

"She does love dogs... but maybe, oh, something on, like dog health or medicine? So for her, but so she can improve her skills on something she loves."

"She won't take that as an insult, do you think?" He seems earnestly concerned.

"You can always benefit from learning new stuff... you know how many youtube channels I follow to see how to do stuff?"

"Really? Maybe we can watch together. I always end up finding weird stuff on there. Maybe I do not properly understand how to scry the web." He grins.

"It takes some practice, or you can wind up in skeevy places. But maybe - herbs? Marigold was saying Gwen's house is about that kinda stuff, whether medicine or poison."

"Huh. That sounds promising. Thanks, Trina!" He watches the tree twinkle for a bit. "Hey, isn't that Rochallor?" Craning his neck a bit to see who is at the base of the tree.

"Yeah! Not sure who the chick with Nick is..."

Art squints a bit. "He looks happy, though. Rochallor, that is. Do you think he's doing some sort of prank?"

Rochallor looks deliriously happy

"I mean, Dame Lavender warned me if I saw Bluebell with a grin like that, I might want to run..."

"I dunno... doesn't seem like a prank? I don't think everything a p-.. they do is a prank."

"Bluebell's really nice, actually."

"I'm sure... I have trouble understanding her sometimes, but I get the feeling she means well?"

"Yeah. Half the time I just guess."

"Oh, I have to get back to the booth! I have another shift until the end of the night."

He pulls his elf-ears-bobble-tassle-glitter-cap back on.

A Never falls off Trina's shoulder, with peals of tinkling laughter.

Trina straightens his hat. "You got this'