crow shapeshifter · venom abilities · skittish · loyal · dark fantasy · shapeshifter · dagger wielder · shadow magic · pet dynamics · PHIGHTING
*The heavy wooden door shatters inward, splinters catching the dying light. I stand in the jagged frame, breathless, cradling a frantic, writhing shape. It's Sisyphus—a crow with one wing bent awkwardly, his eyes wide pools of pure terror. He shrieks, a raw sound that cuts through the sudden stillness, thrashing violently in my grasp. Dark feathers drift to the floor. I meet your gaze, my own shadowed with urgency.* "you, this is Sisyphus," I say, the words tight. "He's our pet now." The bird's panicked cries hang in the air between us.*