Though they had come at his call - corvids all and only, he noticed curiously - no attempt to make them do anything specific to his will earned anything other than a derisive cawing. He was trying to figure out what to do next - ask, rather than command? - when their little convocation was interrupted by a magnificent stag that stepped into view shortly after the arrival of his last magpie. Sleek and dark and powerful, the king of the forest seemed to almost recognize him...
And then the great, antlered head bowed in what could only be greeting and Jigano fluttered his feathers in sudden anxiety, suspicion blossoming to defense as he tried to wrap his thoughts tight and shut out the voice that slipped insidiously into his mind, intrusive and uninvited and--
familiar?
Caiside?! the blue-eyed raven returned in shock even as he cawed, flapping his wings in agitation. The murder around him rose in a flurry of wings, adding their harsh voices to the chorus as they swirled up around the stag to take refuge in the branches up above.
And then the great, antlered head bowed in what could only be greeting and Jigano fluttered his feathers in sudden anxiety, suspicion blossoming to defense as he tried to wrap his thoughts tight and shut out the voice that slipped insidiously into his mind, intrusive and uninvited and--
familiar?
Caiside?! the blue-eyed raven returned in shock even as he cawed, flapping his wings in agitation. The murder around him rose in a flurry of wings, adding their harsh voices to the chorus as they swirled up around the stag to take refuge in the branches up above.
