Meggie's birthday came, and everybody was gathered around the fire near the woods. Mo gave her a lovely necklace made of fire-elf skin. As did Resa. Fenoglio gave her a lovely pen for her to write with. But Farid was the only one who hadn't given her present yet.
"So Farid, do you got a present for Meggie?" Asked Resa.
"Um, no, I'm going to give it to her in the tent when we go to bed." He explained.
"Suit yourself. I want that cake!" Fenoglio smiled and reached for the cake.
"Wait! Meggie needs to make a wish." Explained Resa.
Resa got a knife and put the cake towards Meggie's direction. Resa gave her the knife and told her to cut and wish.
Meggie cut the cake straight across and wished. Meanwhile, Fenoglio looked really pale, he looked even more pale then the White Women did on a good day.
"Are you alright Fenoglio?" Asked Mo leaning over to feel his forehead.
"Yes, of course. Meggie, what did you wish for?" He asked her.
"Of course I can't tell you that. Then it won't come true!" She explained.
Fenoglio got up and grabbed his bag.
"Sorry guys, for the interruption. I have to leave, got to do some important things I have to finish." Fenoglio got up and left.
"Wait! Fenoglio! Where are you going?" Mo asked.
Fenoglio just kept on going and going never stopped and looked back, just left and didn't say a word.
"What's up with him?" Mo asked looking at Farid and Meggie.
They just shook their heads, and looked back at the cake.
"So I bet you can't wait for my gift?" Farid looked at her. Resa and Mo were picking up the presents.
"Can hardly wait!" She said kissing him.
"Here you go you guys. Have some cake, and off to bed." Resa passed them the cake.
They both finished their cake and left to go to their tent.
"So what is the surprise present?" She asked.
"This"
Farid kissed her soft, soothing lips. She fell into his arms lightly and rubbed his hair. He gently put her down on the sleeping bag, still kissing. The two kept on locking lips, and rubbing each other's hair. Farid gently rolled to the side, and Meggie's body rolled on top of his. She rubbed his hand gently and softly. Farid now rolled on top of her, and kissed her cheek. He took his hand and rubbed her bare leg. Her nightgown was on and it felt a bit uncomfortable with their intercourse. He was now getting higher on her leg. Farid always loved her skin, not always because it was soft, but also because it was tanned and beautifully colored. His hand was now rubbing her stomach. It felt so smooth and her nightgown fit perfectly around her curves. He finally took his hand out of her gown, feeling very satisfied with himself. He now moved his kissing to her neck. Meggie was looking very relaxed as he continued kissing her neck. They both kissed, and soothed each other very gently, as the wolves howled towards the moonlight, yelping as wild dogs.