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She chattered her pointy little teeth together, the way a cat will when it spots a bird but sits behind a window. Her gaze sharpened as she watched the bird, far too out of reach for her to catch, and it wasn’t likely that the bird would swoop down to make it easier for her.

She glanced at Arlette, and then back up at the bird. She uttered a little rumble, a hoarse and squeaky sound, before she opened her mouth wide and- 

”CAAAAAaaaaaw, Crrraaaaaaaw! caaaaaaaaw!” 

An eerily skillful imitation of the bird’s call. Every single crow in the tree fell silent.