the little selkie places a pretty little puca shell in Eleanor's hand with a bright smile, it has a set of holes in it to be fashioned into a necklace, it's little gift for her to keep. ((hi hello! i'm just sendin some love to a few of my favorite female ocs don't mind me))
“Oh my goodness! Well, thank you, honey.” Eleanore is already mentally going through her craft supplies for ideas on how to best show off the puka shell.














