οΌ huh. he knows that some people keep ravens as pets — but he doesn't see jesses on this one, nor any of the usual cruel tricks that keeps birds captive.
(not a big fan of cages, samuel.)
also, the little crow part of his brain lights up at the word mouse because that's just a thing birds get excited over even though the rational, human part knows she said no mice. side effect.
he shakes his head in an oddly human gesture of no and shuffles along the branch he's on. it dips beneath his weight (he's bigger than your average crow) and he breaks off one of the smaller twigs near the end. flutters to the ground near her — too wary to get within arm's length, but close enough.
with the stick he draws a word: NAME?
little does he know, while spoken language seems to translate just fine, written words don't. they're in for a game of charades. οΌ
no subject
(not a big fan of cages, samuel.)
also, the little crow part of his brain lights up at the word mouse because that's just a thing birds get excited over even though the rational, human part knows she said no mice. side effect.
he shakes his head in an oddly human gesture of no and shuffles along the branch he's on. it dips beneath his weight (he's bigger than your average crow) and he breaks off one of the smaller twigs near the end. flutters to the ground near her — too wary to get within arm's length, but close enough.
with the stick he draws a word: NAME?
little does he know, while spoken language seems to translate just fine, written words don't. they're in for a game of charades. οΌ