The Sentinels celestial

A raven's call from up above, he watched it warily as it perched on a branch nearby and began preening it's feathers. It might've tried to eat his berries had the boy not left plenty on the plant, nevertheless it's beady stare was unsettling. What did it want? He wasn't as well versed in bird behaviour as he would've liked, however he could tell this wasn't just an ordinary raven. His pelt bristled and not just from the chill.

Turning to melt into the shadows, Matteo's ears pricked at the sound of steadily approaching footsteps. Shit! He had to get out of here. The stranger would find him poised whale-eyed with one paw ready to leave as he turned to face the unknown man. Awkwardly, the inky boy stirred his tail slowly, not ready to drop his cache to answer lest the raven swoop his prize.