A young ianthina walked along the market, looking about curiously with their arms full of items. They were here with their family who were selling some of their own things within the market. Onyx was very excited as they adventured around the night market. How they managed to not drop all of the items they had gathered for those searching for specific things.
- Something made with yeast:
The young ianthina offered up a loaf of bread. It was clearly fairly fresh and still a bit warm. Perhaps a trade their family had. "This is made with yeast, I think! We had another loaf and that was really tasty, so I think this should count!" Onyx said as they held it up to the person. - Something made of wood, but not large:
The ianthina offered up the next item. "One of my parents made this. It's a wooden spoon and it's not that big. It's good for making food with or something. Or eating it with." - Something sweet, but not dairy:
"Oh, oh! This is a good one! My second favorite!" The child said excitedly, pulling out a sea urchin. "I love uni! It's really good and sweet and briny! It's one of my favorite snacks! And it's not dairy! Have you ever had uni before? You should try it if you haven't!" - Something from the earth:
The next item to be offered was a mango. "This grows from a tree, so it's from the earth. They're also really good, but I don't like them as much as uni." The ianthina's tail gave a little wave as they seemed much less enthused about this offering. - Something soft, but not fuzzy:
"I couldn't really find anything for this, not that I could bring for offer... There's this really soft piece of fabric I got. It's soft, but it's not fuzzy at all." Onyx explained kinda just tossing it into the pile after it was offered. - Something fuzzy, but not soft:
"This one was even harder.... I got a piece of baleen, does that count?" The ianthina questioned curiously, though seemed very unsure, a frown on their lips and finds down a little. - Something with meat:
"For the something with meat, I have this little meat pie. I haven't tried it, even though it smells really good...." The young ianthina was practically drooling a little. - Something made of clay, but not plain:
"So, this is a piece of pottery I found! It's clay and really colorful with designs!" Onyx offered up. "I think it's pretty and it's fits the requirements! Just don't cut yourself. It's sharp." - Something feathered:
"This isn't really *made* of feather, but it is feathers! One of my parents has wings, so they're his." Onyx shrugged a little and offered the rather pretty iridescent feathers regardless. - Something beautiful:
"This is one of the best ones! Had to save it for last!" The kid said with a big smile as they pulled out a little bag. They opened it to reveal smooth rocks that were colorful. Most were pale in color but there were a few that stuck out, particularly red ones that stuck out like a sore thumb. It was sea glass. They reached out and grabbed a handful, offer it. "Isn't it pretty!! This absolutely counts as something beautiful! I've worked really hard to collect all of this myself!"
A young ianthina strolls up to her stand, and Ennis is already melting. He looks so proud of himself; he's so cute she could just eat him up. "Why, hello there, sweetie," she coos. "What have you got for me today?"
She sniffs the bread as he holds it up: it does smell fresh. Plain bread rarely did it for her, but she always reconsidered when it smelled so good. She'll consider it, for Nkiru. The spoon is a sweet gesture, but Ennis has to wonder if he didn't just swipe if from his parents dinner table. She sets it aside as he pulls out the next thing, and she has to keep herself from laughing. Every ianthina knew about uni; it was a common snack. but she put on her best face of disbelief and wonder. "It's that good, is it? Why, I'll just have to buy that from you then, if it's okay that I have it and not you. I'd love to see how amazing it is."
The mango was far more thrilling: her eyes sparked at the sight of it, and her lumens began to glow. Now that was a rarity. Mangos only grew in the south, in the far-away jungles of Sayil. The kid seemed disappointed, though. He really had no idea what a treasure he got his hands on. She'll have to negotiate for that one for sure, she thinks, feeling the fabric passed to her next. It was too small to do much of anything with, even if the texture's nice. She accepts the baleen next, running her fingers across it. This was nothing special, but it was certainly useful. She could use some fresh bristles for her brush. As she sets it down, she sees the pie and smiles. "Do you want to split that one? We could both try it," she whispers, a mischievous, conspiratorial gleam in her eye.
The pottery goes ignored--can't do anything with a shard--and she's just appreciating the shine on the feathers when his words register. "Your parent... has wings?" She looked again at the feathers in her hand. These didn't look like penguin feathers, but there was no way his father could be a caelian. Was there?
But Onyx has already moved on. Ennis smiles at the sea glass, picking up a few random pieces and turning them in her fingers. Many ianthina children not yet old enough to create or buy their own beads loved sea glass. It was so many children's introduction to jewelrymaking.
"Well, little one, my compliments to you. You've brought me so many treasures; you should be proud of yourself. I believe I'll need all of it. You heard me right: all of it. What can I say: your finds are simply irresistible. I must have them."
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