There be dragons.
The ice gleamed in the sunlight as Thora tried for the fourth time to create what she thought was the perfect gift for a certain librarian. It wouldn't be a lasting gift, but the griffin looked pretty good, she thought. It went well with the othertwo. She knew the librarian remained indoors most of the day, she she'd made sure to place it outside one of the library windows. At least that way she could enjoy them while they lasted. The summer had just arrived, so it wouldn't be long, unfortunately. Thora rapped on the window with her knuckles and shouted "Happy Birthday!" to the redhead after she'd turned her head.