Eria ran a bit behind for the party, but she was still making herself present. She'd taken the time to bother trying to wrap the presents she'd acquired for the Baby Snake. A salt shaker that was shaped like an actual heart...and she'd handpainted it to look like blood was spurting from the aorta. It seemed like a Beth thing, if she ever wanted to pull that whole Indiana Jones Kali Ma bit she had a prop now. Plus, she knew the child's obsession with sodium chloride.

Her additional present was a book entitled "100 Reasons It's Okay To Be Salty" a small sort of a joke book that her mother had written as a young writer. There were few copies in circulation, but obviously she could pull a favor.

When she'd managed to arrive, the tall brunette saw something she couldn't unsee. It was apparent that breeding season for her species had begun early...she looked away from the scene and walked over to Quinn first with a greeting nod. So, Tweetless had found and courted a mate already....and Snakelet was currently performing a courting ritual. She was pretty sure that either they'd jumped the gun and started season early, or that she'd been entirely incorrect as to mating season being in late winter/ early spring.

The lanky lady snake also now pondered if she'd innacurately assumed proper breeding age. Here she thought her sister started young! Had she just been completely off base? Were all the books she'd read on her own species entirely wrong? Perhaps the species just didn't read the book...anyways...this was a birthday thing right?

After a moment she silently handed a silver plastic wrapped gift to the younger snake. "Its not living." She said quietly and nodded to Baby Snake. Yup, that was her happy birthday.