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˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆. — For him, the crow just stared up at him with no care in the much of the world except for what he had in his hand. that right there was the only thing that truly mattered to her little heart.

but vesper innocently looked up to the man. he would see her beady little eyes on his face as she just nodded.

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"Hmm? Yuri felt leaves fell on his head while he was eatting and look up at the tree. Was he eatting by a birds nest or something? Then a little after he felt something nudge his foot and look down and saw a crow. The crow seems to be looking at his hand was it the bread he had. "Something tells me you won't leave me alone until I give you a piece huh." Yuri sigh as he move his hand with the bread up and down to see if the crow would follow it.

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˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆. — ❝ i can tell. ❞

"None at all!"

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Yuri was eating a sweet bread under a tree just taking a short break from killing monster outside of town.

˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆. — a glimpse of interest came from the crow who was nestled nicely on top of a branch just a few feet above the stranger who ate down below. she did not care for the person but more for the sweet in his hand.

the little crow hopped down the branch. her eyes never left the sweet treat that lingered in his hands, as she was now coming down. the rustle of the branches, the flutter of the leaves, the man would soon be visited by an unexpected guest who hopped near his boot, and tilted it's small head as it was interested in the treat more than him.

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˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆. — ❝ ... ? ❞ she stared at him like he was the dumbest thing she had ever laid her eyes on. ❝ yeah .. how else do you think we talk to each other? ❞

❝ you don't have a lot of brains in you, huh? ❞

"Aha! I knew it! I knew birds could speak!"

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ℭ𝔞𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔪𝔢 𝔰𝔞𝔶 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔫𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯? ℭ𝔞𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔢𝔢 𝔪𝔢 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯? 𝔚𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔩𝔢𝔱 𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔩 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯? ℭ𝔞𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩 𝔪𝔢 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯, 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯?

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❝ RUDE? ❞ it made her feathers stand right up as she snapped quickly — her emotions swaying her very form as she screeched out ❝ WHAT IS RUDE IS THE FACT YOU WALK AROUND THINKING IT'S OKAY TO BLIND THE WORLD WITH YOUR PLAIN-LOOKING FACE. ❞

"Not gonna say anything? Rude ass bird."

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˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆. — she just .. leans her head back a bit. she still stares though.

"Can I help you?"

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stares at.

@prettyboywarrior

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i have made vesper a lot more playful than angry. i'm dead.

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˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆. — she had enjoyed finding the treasures that would sparkle and capture one's eyes. if it twinkled a little more than average, of course, she wanted to inspect it more. i mean? who wouldn't? this was a chance to find an abandoned fortune that could resolve a lot of payments into fixing up a home! or — something close along those lines. not something that would have her trapped in a web of misfortune and have her angrily mumbling to herself over her ongoing greed. hoisted upward in a tree with a net along with the thickest of rope  — what was meant to hold a bear? or something bigger? held her. a little woman who had her arms crossed and just brewing in her regrets. when she heard someone approach, her head turned and she looked off to the stranger. her sharp violet hues twinkled up as she slowly pulled herself up.

❝ help .. me? ❞ the feathered girl asked in a pout. perhaps this stranger would be of aid and cut the net and free the little crow who should have pecked her beak in something that she shouldn't have been snooping around in.

@moonlitsorceress

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˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆. — they were different. very different. not like anything she had ever seen. she was intrigued. not confused. not concerned. intrigued. her head tilted to the side. to the right side to be more precise. they were different. they were not the humans she feared. yet should she fear them? she didn't know. she just sat there. hands on her knees — staring.

❝ you are amazing. ❞

@jonathanjohnnyjones

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˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆. — ❝ no! ❞ a voice that came from around would spook the stranger who had gotten too close to her home. no, no, no ! even if it was a voice of .. a female? or what it would have appeared to be one, all that was in sight was a crow. a crow with a puffed-out chest but stared in the stranger's direction. was it the little crow making such a fuss? it was known that crows could mimic the speech of the human tongue, but those no's sounded a lot clearer than a crowed-out squawk.

❝ you! ❞ it spoke! the crow spoke as it hopped once. then again you move! it flapped its feathers angrily, as by now they would be bewildered at the sight of a talking crow.

but this was not enough for vesper as she was annoyed that this human dared take a stop on her stump. HER STUMP. there were perfectly good other stumps around, so why hers? did he not know the marking of a crow's stump? did he wish to cause problems by touching such a precious thing to the crow?

people were allowed to rest on a hiking trail but she just was very territorial over HER stump. it was hers and hers alone. it was .. the last markings of what belonged to her youth and would not want it tarnished with some dirty little human's butt.

❝ get off! ❞ it squawked, as the stranger stared down at a crow for one moment — then a woman, a woman who stood no taller than five feet exactly. she waved her small hands, her large violet hues of annoyance riddled in the soft pools of her stare — her hair ruffled up like the nape of a bird's back end with feathers rising. if he not moved for her in her bird form, then she shall chase him away in her much bigger form! brows knitted together, bare feet touched the cold ground. the soft touch of red blended in the soft hues of the paled complexion as the young woman got to the stranger, her chest puffed out like a bird as she did not care for personal boundaries as those were not much of a thing in the animal world

❝ this is mine! mine! move your bottom! move it NOW! ❞

for him, this must have been so confusing. to come this far on a hike and then be attacked by a bird that changed into a girl and is screaming at him over a stump? even she would be as confused if the roles were switched. but for now, he would have to deal with the raging little crow as she huffed and puffed and even pouted for him to move.

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Lychee? Like Shiny-Miltank?

juuuust lychee. the .. lychee.

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Out of curiosity, you said you had other rps blogs? What are the other blogs if that's ok to ask?

i have a few! some i don't touch much which .. shame on me.

@klumsymaid / which you follow! @nezukoo / my precious demon bby. @thelovelyhashira / i wish i didn't grow lazy with her. @suumaa / and same with suma. ;c;

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˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆. for those who are interested. pls like or reblog if you are interested in a starter. i'll bump those out tomorrow after work! till then this little CROW is gonna sleep.

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˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆. — someone left their sweet bread unattended. sucks for them. This little CROW was going to town on it, PECKING away the tasty pieces.