Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20191228054644/@comment-33229352-20200123190933

In a flurry of wingbeats and harsh calls, the crows converged on the berries. The crow Felicity had been talking to frantically began to gobble the berries, defending his prize by covering it with his broad wings. As soon as the berries were gone, the other crows dispersed, returning to their scavenging as if nothing had happened.

The crow settled back down with a small grumble. "Don't  know. Firebeast moves. Crow follows. Hungry? Angry? Don't know. Don't know. Firebeast eats. Rocks. Meat. Berries? Berries now. Firebeast burns. Ate crows. He didn't like it. Make firebeast spit it out. He moves. Firebeast follows. Firebeast moves. Crow follows. Food. Yes. Berries."