Tas hadn't gone to her. He knew he had seen things not meant for his eyes and felt miserable for it. He also understood, to an extent, what Dreamflight was,a nd that made him feel all the worse.
A goddess! His thoughts resounded with the word. I fell in love with a goddess! It explains much, but I'm still as confused as ever… And now I know she'll leave me… What reason does she have to stay here? Suddenly, Tas stopped and glanced up on at the sky.
"But, then, she kissed me," he murmured. "She's still here. She can be hurt, too! I saw what Raistlin's magic did… But, then again, Raistlin is a powerful mage… And why doesn't she use whatever powers a goddess has when danger comes? It's all confusing." Sighing and snuffling, Tas shuffled back into Tanis's house. Flint glanced at him.
"What's wrong, lad?" Flint asked, concerned by the hurt look fixed on Tas's face. "Where's your maiden friend?"
"She's busy," he sighed. "Talking to family." Tas was going to say more, but thought that Dreamflight would be mad at him if he had mentioned more. Also, Flint would not have believed him. Flint was already surprised by that small bit.
"She has kin?" he asked. "Why was she raised by the Innkeepers in Panthalas then?" Tas shrugged.
"It was her brother," he replied. "He was probably on wanderlust when she was born." Though, Tas remembered the figure calling Dreamflight "twin". Feeling miserable, Tas went to bed early. Sleep refused to come, ironically as this was the only time he wanted it to, so Tas lay on his bed, thinking of all that had been said.
She had said he loved her, which was true, and it was becoming clear that she loved him back. And that this brother of hers was going to use that against her. Anger caused him to flush.
"She has faith that I won't leave," he sighed. "Through thick and thin…" His fists clenched. "She's right. I-I won't leave. I never left my friends when they were in trouble." Suddenly, he brightened. "And this guarantees I'll be on adventures with her." With a content sigh, he lay back and shut his eyes once more. Immensely pleased that he could solve two problems at once, Tas fell into peaceful sleep.

The next day was Tanis's Life Gift Day. Dreamflight showed up early in the morning, around the same time that Laurana returned from her own expedition to the surprise and delight of everyone. Dreamflight had greeted and met Laurana in high spirits, having been purged of her sorrow and ready to enjoy the festivities.
Dreamflight tiptoed into Tas's room, snuggling into his arms and waking him. Quietly, they discussed the events for the day. There was to be a large cake set, waiting for Tanis when he woke. Next, there would be a giving of gifts, followed by games and over all fun.
"I'll teach you hoopak toss," Tas murmured into her ear, keeping quiet so as not to wake the others. This required all of his willpower, and Dreamflight's cautioning, as he felt he could run around and sing out happily.
"I can't wait," she giggled. "Let's go wake everyone up, now. I think we've waited long enough." Gleefully, the two kender snuck around, rousing the others from slumber. Tika, Flint,a nd Sturm obliged. Tas had quite a bit of trouble rousing Caramon (Tika managed to lend help with the threat of no cakes), and Dreamflight received a glare that would have petrified anyone else when she woke Raistlin. Eventually, though, all were wakened and waiting eagerly for Tanis. After an hour of waiting, Tanis woke and, accompanied by Laurana, walked into the kitchen. Grinning faces met his and Tanis swelled with love for his friends.
"Come on, Tanis, cut the cake," Caramon chuckled. "We're starving!" Smiling, Tanis obliged and they all dined on the sweet dessert for breakfast. Then, came the gifts. From Tika, some baked pastries. From Caramon, a refined suit of armor made especially for Tanis. Flint offered up a finely crafted sword and Sturm gave him a solute and an honorary vow, along with other knightly ritualistic words (which made little sense to the kender, but Tanis appeared pleased). Raistlin gave him a minute magical charm (easily made by any mage). Laurana offered Tanis some trinkets from their elven homeland. Tas fished in his pouches before handing over a rather battered old ring that he had picked up long ago (Tas swore that it was given to him by a shop owner in a mageware shop). Dreamflight, unprepared and shy, sang for him.

"In the night there is a star
Lighting your way.
Shining wherever you are
Hiding in day.
When it seems all hope is gone
And you are alone.
Wait for night to pass to dawn
And your stare has shone.
My spirit will be with you
Within your heart.
We'll never be, under stars
Be far apart."

Smiling at her words, Tanis declared that the festivities should start. As promised, Tas led Dreamflight outside, eager to show her the game. At first, she was awkward and clumsy at using the hoopak to toss a ball of string about. Just as she was beginning to catch on, however, she froze, hearing an ominous sound. Buzzing. It was not the buzz of one insect, but many. Far too many… She shuddered, bracing herself for what must come, when the sound abruptly stopped. Looking around, it seemed that no one else had heard the deadly warning.
A warning! That's all it had been - a warning. She heeded it. The next morning she was packed and bidding everyone farewell.
"I can't explain it," she whimpered at their questioning. "But you're not safe with me. I must go…" Before she would let herself hear their protests, she turned to leave. A hand snatched hers, holding it tightly. Tas, snuffling, refused to let go.
"I n-never got to give you my present," he stammered. Drawing Dreamflight closer, he went on. "We've only known each other a couple months… But, when a kender finds that one, he knows." Sucking in a breath, his voice creaked and he laughed suddenly. "This may be the hardest thing I've ever asked, and I've asked quite a lot of things in my time…" He shut his eyes again, tightly. "Dreamflight… Would you accompany me back to Kendermore where… Where I could make you my wife?" Shocked silenced ensued. The companions stared, astounded at the kender pair, waiting for the answer. Dreamflight's look was one who had found happiness at a terrible price.
"You are in danger with me-"
"I don't care!" Tas cried out. "Please, I will take the risk! I welcome it, in fact. Dreamflight, I haven't had this much fun in…" He reflected back, but his eyes grew cloudy and he frowned. "Well I guess I lost track of time because I don't remember. But ever since I met you I've had fun." She smiled.
"When you put it that way," she mumbled, blushing, "how can I refuse? Knowing you, Tasslehoff Burrfoot, you'd follow me anyways." Tas grinned from ear to pointed ear and embraced her.
It is an old tradition that kender exchange an item of sentimental value. With an ache in his heart, Tas slowly drew a clean, white chicken feather from his pouch and presented it to her. Dreamflight gasped softly.
"Paladine's feather," she breathed. "But, Tas, you love this feather!" Smiling, Tas placed it in her hands, and closed her fingers over the soft plumage.
"And I love you," he sighed, smiling wistfully. Dreamflight thought hard about what to give back. Gently and slowly, she reached into the feather marked pouch slung at her side. Her fingers closed around an object and she held her fist him. She paused, only a moment, and opened her hand. Inside was the whistle. Tas blinked, taking it and examining it. There was nothing extraordinary about it, as far as he could see.
"What's its story?" he inquired. Dreamflight's eyes clouded over as she called up the memory…