little snow grouse >> feast + m&g [o]

[Malak]

Malak - Male - Raven - [member=10179]Malak[/member]

With a loud caw, a signal that was a mere greeting to anyone that had been on the ground, the corvid landed on a small part of the table that nobody was using, the white noise of chatter humming in his ears.

Malak picked off a few berries from their stems that had been laying in a bowl, the were quite delicious and he thoroughly enjoyed them. But, just like everyone else, he could't eat just one thing. So he moved on to a little bit of the dumplings, scooping one into a bowl and flapping away. Malak sat in a comfy dent in a near by tree and ate the dumpling. It was delicious to say the least, the corvid set his bowl down and flapped over to the side lines of the crowed. The bird still wanted to be a Practitioner, and by Nephthys he was going to be one before the end of tonight.