You turn the bauble over in your hands. It's perfectly round, perfectly smoothed; it gleams beautifully in the early morning sun. You smash it against the ground. Immediately, the bottle's remains begin to shift, jagged edges of glass growing smooth once more. They join together, and in a matter of moments a small fox-like creature is born from the wreckage. Its plumage shines as brilliantly as the potion once did, and its fur smells of salty sea air.
Here you go, sis! I guess I'm gonna be writing these little description blurbs. It's just for fun though, your character doesn't have to actually be made from a potion
