Nosepet?

It nudges her hand and chirps.

Hee.

"We're definitely keeping it," she announces.

"Alright," she says, laughing a bit.

"You'll have to do a little landscaping and renovation."

"Not too hard with my full powers."

"Work the other living presents into the arrangement."

"I will. Plants aren't my specialty, but they can't be that easy to mess up..."

"I believe in you."

Kiss! "I'm flattered. And I promise to ask for help before anything wilts."

She clucks at the raptor. "Come on, you. Let's get out of the way a bit."

The raptor follows agreeably.

Luthien offers it pets and contemplates names while Mygwainor works.

She reforms the landscape like putty, making space - and soil to match what's in its pot - for the jackfruit tree, arranging the walls and other plants and pathways around it. The lilac bush is planted next to their house, the window it's under reforming a bit, so they'll have the scent in their sunroom. The dead not-a-triceratops is swept gently toward the kitchen to be processed later, and the assorted gifts are moved to Mygwainor's feet.

"Somehow I expected more volcanoes," Luthien teases.

"Zoning regulations don't allow that this close to the city. I'm behaving now."

"What a good girl you are."

Small wiggle. "Only for you."

Grin.

"I think Aegneth needs somewhere to sleep, too. Doesn't really seem like she'd be comfortable in the house."

Kiss. "I'll make her a little cave and nest."

A gesture, and some raptor appropriate shelters meld out of the landscape, and, after a moment, some preliminary toys as well. Mostly large balls or interesting things hanging from ropes.

Looks good.

"Go on, then," she tells the raptor.

The raptor trills, then runs off to start investigating the changed landscape.

She smiles fondly.

"Not such a bad wedding gift at all."

"It would have been harder to deal with if you weren't who you are."