Moonspear ^__^

Despite the ruckus around them that he had caused, Arsène kept his gaze eagerly upon the child below to see what sort of reaction he elicited from it. Tiny ears perked upright before it let out a similarly shrill, disruptive sound that caused the crow to tilt back his head in laughter. He was surprised such a tiny thing could emit such a noisy sound – oh, how proud he was!

With no further encouragement needed, he swooped down from his perch and alighted upon the ground before the wolf pup. The patchwork pattern on its coat reminded him of his smaller, fancier-feathered brethren; it certainly seemed to have their voice box. With a tilt of his head, Arsène hopped a little closer with an urging cackle.

"Again, again!"