Alpha vs Luna
She pulls her into an embrace.
"It feels like you're leaving me with all these words," she hugs her even tighter, "you never gave me my birthday gift, we couldn't even celebrate my birthday...." She wasn't happy, she had turned 18 two days ago and everyone was busy worrying about the war.
Octavia gleams before pulling out her hands, and her flute appears out of a swirl of roses,
"Happy birthday my gem, I hope you like it?" She smirks, for something that beautiful it was near to impossible that someone wouldn't at least like it. A rose flute embroidered with the finest designs made of gold and silver,
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