From the sky, Vale had seen what definitely didn't belong on Obsidian Island. Nothing belonged on Obsidian Island. But, certainly, out of all the things that could rarely show up on Obsidian Island (like a sunbathing seal, a confused mainland bird) a gift basket? Vale had never seen a gift basket here. Vale didn't even know how the fuck it could've gotten here.
The raven swooped down. Xyr feet landed on the handle of the basket, and xe attempted to open up and investigate. Fearlessly, of course, because Vale had already survived the death of xyr birth body. Why should xe care about dying again? Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought xem back!
YOU NEVER TRUSTED ME ★
BUT I’M OVER IT NOW
[W]isker
METAMORPHOSIS
all that is left is the change !
Descendants of the Departed ★ Inquisitor of Requiem's Creation