12/21/2024 at exactly midnight (beginning of the new day, midnight) if others want to join in later, pls allow Valeska to post first (and dm me before you join this thread, I have ideas and plans!)

It was their seventh birthday; though they had become, magically, a year younger, when they’d been transported to Vivarium - Harper still swore that sometimes, though not often, she could still feel it in her bones.

During one of her escapades up north, Harper had ventured into a cave and found the most beautiful collection of lavender opals of all sizes that had reminded her of Amaranth’s eyes - and she knew her sister had to have it. So she’d packed it with her things, which was wrapped tightly, protectively, and carefully in a melanistic caribou pelt.

And when she returned home, to Elysium, she went straight to work… in hiding the gift and other things, such as her garden and tending to whoever needed to be tended to. She had to look busy, so that her sister didn’t catch on, of course. Then, when night fell, before the night of, she took to their caches, finding what antlers she could, along with some roses, and vines, and went to work.

Setting up the pelt, and the antlers, and the opals in a fine display, in the middle of their courtyard, for all of the pack to witness - and then Harper did something that she did not often do.

She sang.