if it's with you -- open, killua needed

[london r.]

Gift giving had always been a part of London's life. She always used to give presents to her brothers and her mother, just for no reason at all. Some inspiration just struck her and she did whatever she that creative energy desired of her. It had been a lot of fun and she had enjoyed crafting surprises for everyone, but to see their reactions was always the best part. Eveeyone always had a different reaction, and the clouded leopard was curious to see what Killua's would be. Had he ever even recieved a gift like this before? Surely there had been someone in the past who had taken the time to make or retrieve something special for someone as amazing as the albino serval. He had probably gotten loads of presents before, made with much better craftsmanship than these mittens. It kind of made the girl wonder once again if he would dislike her present for him, but she pushed those thoughts aside as she realized that it was too late to back out now.

Two creatures had already come to see what was going on, something that made London rather nervous. It had been easy to notice their arrival, especially when she was trying to sense Killua's presence, and he was rather difficult to trace. They were clanmates she wasn't as familiar with, judging by the unfamiliarity of their gait as they had approached. Perhaps it would have been better to just leave the box at Killua's cave, then the girl would not have to deal with the extra sets of eyes, but it was best to just ignore them for now. Once her friend arrived she would likely forget about them anyway. And it seemed that did not take all that much longer at all. A flash of ivory flew across her vision, signaling the arrival of the Snowstriker. A smile gradually expanded upon the female's features as her brilliant blue luminaries found the boy's saphire optics. "Hey." came the girl's quiet greeting, her nervousness briefly fading away at the familiarity of the creature before he eyes.

But like all good things, it did not last long, as his inquiry about the box made all those unnecessary thoughts return to cloud her mind. She had to remind herself of why she was even doing this, to help her friend, before she even managed to speak any words at all. "It's for you, a gift." the girl replied, handing over the item. This was the moment of truth, she would get to see his reaction to her hard work.  "I was thinking that, since you got yourself hurt while you were sleeping, it might help to cover your paws so that it doesn't happen again. Of course, you don't have to wear them if you don't want to, I just thought they might be helpful. And the material on the inside is stretchy, so it shouldn't tear that easily." she rambled, trying to keep her explaination short but obviously failing. Eventually she just found a good stopping point, knowing it was no use to keep talking unless the serval was actually interested.