The one Leda had her eye on was a little stuffed toy dragon, that had wire in it's spine so you could bend it into shapes. Or have it curl about and rest on your neck or something.

She paid her dollar, and tested the weight of the knives.

The first throw was off by a little bit, but the other five hit the bullseye, which was enough.

"Huzzah!" the proprietor shouted, with a bad fake english accent. "The lady hath been victorious! Choose your prize milady!"

Leda snickered, and picked out a dragon that was a slightly different shade of red than Eleanor's hair. Turning, she held it out to her.