Naomi Or The Bird

Naomi couldn't believe her eyes. Zylan had actually gotten her an eaglet—an actual eaglet. She blinked several times, as if the tiny bird would disappear if she didn't focus hard enough. Her lips parted slightly, trembling as she struggled to process what she was seeing.

An eaglet.

She had always heard how rare it was to find one, let alone purchase one. They weren't the kind of pets anyone could acquire on a whim. The cost, the care involved—everything about it screamed exclusivity. Yet, here it was, chirping softly in its cage, as though oblivious to the sheer weight of the moment.