#phexbepyrite

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[It’s in a wooden box, burned with little designs on the edges, when opened laid out on yellow silk there is a jade carved tiger that looks far too lifelike.]

Dear Dayo,

Happy Christmas my friend! I picked this up in my travels, it’s not a lynx like your alternate form, but I thought of you. 

With love,

Phoebe.

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@phexbepyrite​

His arm tucked around Bri’s shoulders, pulling the smaller Shacklebolt into his side, Dayo was happy. The siblings had received letters from home, and had taken to reading them in the common room together. The pile now discarded on Bri’s lap, who was already writing letters back, Dayo was watching people in the common room. 

When the door opened, revealing a face he didn’t know, he was immediately up on his feet, grinning. He liked new people, they never knew what to make of him. Ignoring Bri’s teasing, he crossed the room to bow to the pretty girl. “You must be our newest Housemate. Allow me to welcome you. I’m Dayo, and if there is absolutely anything you need, I am at your disposal. For anything.” He winked.