Happy Birthday, Ginny!
((OOC: Backdated to Saturday, because I lost track of time...)) ^_^;
"Hn. They's perfect, I think."
It was not like Katelyn to be hunched over her desk, working so intently and especially not on a Saturday. But this was not for a class, and there were no books scattered before her. There were only scraps of wood, as well as paints and other supplies that she had from her Art class. In her hands were two wooden bangles, very much like the ones tha Ginny had spied in the store...she did not buy them that day, but with a combination of Druidic magic to shape the wood and a lifetime's worth of skill at making things such as this, the brunette had little trouble making a pair of her own.
Finding a small box, she placed the two items inside and wandered down the hall to the room one of her best friends shared with one of her worst enemies. With that thought the smile on her face faltered for a moment, but quickly reappeared while thinking about whether Ginny would like her birthday gift. She knocked, hoping that the friendly Witch would be the first to answer and not the cruel and uncaring Necromancer.
"Hn. They's perfect, I think."
It was not like Katelyn to be hunched over her desk, working so intently and especially not on a Saturday. But this was not for a class, and there were no books scattered before her. There were only scraps of wood, as well as paints and other supplies that she had from her Art class. In her hands were two wooden bangles, very much like the ones tha Ginny had spied in the store...she did not buy them that day, but with a combination of Druidic magic to shape the wood and a lifetime's worth of skill at making things such as this, the brunette had little trouble making a pair of her own.
Finding a small box, she placed the two items inside and wandered down the hall to the room one of her best friends shared with one of her worst enemies. With that thought the smile on her face faltered for a moment, but quickly reappeared while thinking about whether Ginny would like her birthday gift. She knocked, hoping that the friendly Witch would be the first to answer and not the cruel and uncaring Necromancer.