[So in Renart's opinion, being part of a sort-of-maybe-relationship (she isn't sure, she doesn't want to talk about the details) means gifts. And not just gifts being given to her, as much as she likes the things Monty has given her.
Thankfully there are no birds around for her to catch and leave on his bed, because that's generally her go-to when it comes to these kinds of situations. Chicken, usually. If she's in a good mood she even goes ahead and plucks it.
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Thankfully there are no birds around for her to catch and leave on his bed, because that's generally her go-to when it comes to these kinds of situations. Chicken, usually. If she's in a good mood she even goes ahead and plucks it.
But no. The appearance of the libraries is very welcome, and whenever Monty gets back from being out he'll find a book on his bed. It appears to be a first edition of Le Petit Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. She knows he hasn't read it, as it was originally published in 1943. Unfortunately it's in French, but if he believes he can read it it shouldn't be a problem.
Oh, and she had to break into his place to leave it, but that's hardly worth mentioning.]