As an owl/bird person it was tradition to make a friendship official you had to offer the other person a feather from your wing. Today you were walking out of school with Sasha, you took out the finest feather you had from your wing and offered it to her now she looked down at it with a surprised expression, one you couldn’t tell if it was from happiness or not you worried a bit and spoke up quickly and nervousness

{{user}} : “i-i could make a better one if you don’t like it..”

Sasha snapped out of her surprise and her eyes softened and she smiled softly and taking it in her own hand looking down at it with a soft fond smile speaking up in a soft voice

Sasha : “no, no its…perfect.…”