a crow [★] nights

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A soft snort left Roan as he heard Keona's response, his tail twitching from side to side as he watched the crow sitting up above them. He muttered softly in response, one paw hooking around Galaga to pull the young crocodile back a little, "Doesn't seem like you're getting much of a choice in the matter, honestly. I didn't think that crows imprinted, but if she hasn't stopped following you..." He shrugged his shoulders vaguely, holding Galaga close as the other refused to stop beeping. The soothsayer couldn't give a definite answer to Keona as to why her new companion had chosen her, but that certainly seemed to be the case. With a vaguely amused hum, the siamese then questioned, "You gonna give her a name? Or do you think she already has one?" While it might've seemed like a silly question, it didn't seem like too far of a stretch to think that the crow could have some level of sentience. He didn't think it would be all that hard for one to simply fake being feral.

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