Victra had been weaving a basket all day. She was making it for a gift to her sister. Aura had always made sure she was well looked after and Victra just wanted to do something nice.

Victra had been out picking herbs with Aura and Aura’s basket was falling apart. Aura hadn’t gotten a new one in some time and it even looked like Puff had squished it at least once. He tended to sit on things.

She finally stopped and looked at it and sighed. It was a little lopsided. Basket making was never one of her strong skills.