(Alys’s POV)
Very carefully so as to not scare the bird away, Alys steps into the balcony, holding out a cookie as some sort of peace offering.
She has been expecting to see a black bird since Chance told her his familiar is a raven, but while it is, indeed, a raven, her visitor is anything but black. It’s a rare leucistic raven. One with whitish plumage, pale beak and claws. She should have known someone like Chance will have a familiar that is unique and interesting.
“Hello…” she murmurs as softly as she can.
The bird c***s its head, as if studying her curiously. Alys smiles, showing him the cookie she’s holding and gently breaking it to pieces before offering him a few crumbs in her open palm. The bird caws again but doesn’t make a move to come closer.
“Hi…” Alys tries again. “Hi
