Creamcake

Clan Member: Second Generation
Mate: Morgana

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"How much more can he possibly bring her?" Titania demanded, swooping over to settle in her mate's mane as Prettyboy approached Morgana yet again.

"Surely he'll run out of things eventually," SirFuzzyboots reasoned, as the Guardian dropped an Infectionist's Armband like the one he wore at Morgana's feet, which she happily began chewing on.

"I wouldn't count on it," Titania remarked, eyeing the growing piles of treasure, trinkets and other presents their newest clan member had given their daughter over the last two days. He seemed to have decided that, as the only being in the world worthy enough to be his charge, Morgana deserved to belong to a wealthy clan, so he'd been taking it upon himself to build up their hoard since he arrived. So far he'd brought Morgana a great deal of treasure, gems, a set of gold wing bangles like Titania's, a companionable Plague Sprite which Titania suspected had been his own familiar up to that point, an an endless supply of raw materials, which he claimed would come in useful at some unspecified point in the future.

Prettyboy dumped a great deal of treasure onto the nearest pile, along with a silver pocket watch that Titania had to admit was very pretty, and headed off to behind a large rock where he'd apparently hidden yet another offering. When he emerged once more he was obviously concealing something, and he shuffled awkwardly toward Morgana before setting it down gently in her line of sight.

It was a Pearlcatcher hatchling.

"No!" Titania shrieked, "No, you've gone too far this time! Put it back where you found it!"

"I found it abandoned in Starwood Strand," Prettyboy told her curtly, as Morgana chirruped happily and bumped noses with her new playmate. "It would have died if I'd left it there. Morgana will need a suitable mate soon enough, and he has good coloring and good genes. It's well if they grow up together."

"Creamcake!" Morgana pronounced happily, to which the other hatchling chittered in agreement and bumped noses with her again.

"Pearlcatchers are arrogant though," Titania moaned, thinking mournfully of Oberon and the collection of Pearlcatchers he'd kept company with.

"Well," SirFuzzyboots pointed out as the Pearlcatcher shrieked with delight as Morgana bowled him over and pinned him to the ground, "he did just let her name him Creamcake."