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There was a flutter as a breeze brushed past the curtains, scattering the tidy stack of letters across the desk. A paw gently swept up the papers, stacking them once more as the figure at her window stood patiently, balanced on the windowsill- A bird like wyngro with mostly monotone gray feathers, although he had a hint of tangerine on his throat and chest. “You’re late, Lau… Later than usual.” The other’s voice carried the words in a blunt tone, although she did not turn to look at the other wyngro until he cleared his throat. “Apologies, your father took longer tha-” He snapped his mouth shut as the other gro slammed her fist onto the desk, knocking over the letters all over again. “Are you implying that it would be my father’s fault that you’re tardy…?” She hissed, slithering over and narrowing her eyes. “N-no, not at all, Miss Belliveau.” He quickly dipped his head before digging through a satchel and producing an envelope. Anika snatched it from his claws and turned her back on him once more, quickly slicing through the wax seal and reading over the words, her frown deepening.
“Tell him I’ll return when I’m ready.” She tossed the letter onto the desk, pausing a moment as Lau didn’t move. “Are you deaf, Lautaro?” Lau shook his head as a response, fluttering his wings as he shifted his weight and hopped off the windowsill and onto the wooden floor with a clack of talons. “There was more, miss…” Anika raised a brow, turning her head to give him a wary look. “He um… He told me not to return without proof that you were trying. The engagement-”
“Cannot be done without an egg. I am trying, these things don’t happen overnight.” Lau glanced to the window as if he wanted nothing more than just to fly out, but instead he folded his arms. “Twenty years isn’t overnight, Miss… If I return without-” He was cut off once more as Anika turned abruptly. “THEN YOU TELL ME WHAT I COULD GIVE AS PROOF THAT I’M TRYING! I HAVE NOTHING TO GIVE…” The anger trailed off and she leaned back, eyes slowly widening. “No, no no, she’s mine! He can’t- He wouldn’t-” Her brain went back to the agreement she had made as a child, a foolish little whelp with no clue how the world really worked. “Tell… Tell him to give me one more year. I will return home for the ceremony by then.” Lau sighed, bowing his head and hopping back up the window, securing his satchel. “He won’t give you more than a few months. I’ll ask for three.” And with a ruffle of feathers, he was gone, a silhouette in the distant sky, until he was gone.
And at that moment, the clock started ticking even faster…

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There was a flutter as a breeze brushed past the curtains, scattering the tidy stack of letters across the desk. A paw gently swept up the papers, stacking them once more as the figure at her window stood patiently, balanced on the windowsill- A bird like wyngro with mostly monotone gray feathers, although he had a hint of tangerine on his throat and chest. “You’re late, Lau… Later than usual.” The other’s voice carried the words in a blunt tone, although she did not turn to look at the other wyngro until he cleared his throat. “Apologies, your father took longer tha-” He snapped his mouth shut as the other gro slammed her fist onto the desk, knocking over the letters all over again. “Are you implying that it would be my father’s fault that you’re tardy…?” She hissed, slithering over and narrowing her eyes. “N-no, not at all, Miss Belliveau.” He quickly dipped his head before digging through a satchel and producing an envelope. Anika snatched it from his claws and turned her back on him once more, quickly slicing through the wax seal and reading over the words, her frown deepening.
“Tell him I’ll return when I’m ready.” She tossed the letter onto the desk, pausing a moment as Lau didn’t move. “Are you deaf, Lautaro?” Lau shook his head as a response, fluttering his wings as he shifted his weight and hopped off the windowsill and onto the wooden floor with a clack of talons. “There was more, miss…” Anika raised a brow, turning her head to give him a wary look. “He um… He told me not to return without proof that you were trying. The engagement-”
“Cannot be done without an egg. I am trying, these things don’t happen overnight.” Lau glanced to the window as if he wanted nothing more than just to fly out, but instead he folded his arms. “Twenty years isn’t overnight, Miss… If I return without-” He was cut off once more as Anika turned abruptly. “THEN YOU TELL ME WHAT I COULD GIVE AS PROOF THAT I’M TRYING! I HAVE NOTHING TO GIVE…” The anger trailed off and she leaned back, eyes slowly widening. “No, no no, she’s mine! He can’t- He wouldn’t-” Her brain went back to the agreement she had made as a child, a foolish little whelp with no clue how the world really worked. “Tell… Tell him to give me one more year. I will return home for the ceremony by then.” Lau sighed, bowing his head and hopping back up the window, securing his satchel. “He won’t give you more than a few months. I’ll ask for three.” And with a ruffle of feathers, he was gone, a silhouette in the distant sky, until he was gone.
And at that moment, the clock started ticking even faster…

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