Moonspear ^__^

Hope you don't mind me! hehe

Amongst the smaller birds singing their sweet songs sat the shadow of Arsène. He perched on the branch of a nearby tree, his beady, scheming eyes watching the young pup take in its surroundings. It was so small. Fresh from the den. The crow wondered idly if he would be able to lift it into the air if he got a solid enough grip on its scruff.

The tiny wolf seemed to be enjoying the peace, but Arsène couldn't resist introducing it to a new noise. He hopped along his branch, black feathers shining in the sunlight, and sucked in a deep breath.

CAW, CAW, CRRRAWWW, CAW.

His own raucous song shattered the peaceful storybook scene, sending the smaller birds flying skywards.