Hushed Willows anyone lived in a pretty how town

this makes sense. after all, they have met last in…not the best situations! there were the saints, and then the cougars. and then the ceremony, but she seemed very busy with kincaid so caw did not want to bother her. he can be happy enough with vrána! though she is not here right now, because it is not very fun to fly in the rain. it is also not very fun to walk in it, but at least he does not have wings.

it helps that he also does not remember her name. though he is not sure if this is because he was not told at all or if he has just forgotten it! he is not that good with things that are not plants or rituals he has been taught about several times and then been forced to remember.

“my name caw!” he chirps obligingly, dropping his head to the side. “what yours?”