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Yet another crow flew over. “Caaaw!” Probably cuz you’re so dang loud! SHUT UP!The crow cocked her head. “CAW!” HEY BRECAW, THIS HUMAN IS TALKING TO ME!
Another crow seemingly dropped out of the leafy boughs of the tree and landed on the low-hanging branch beside her. “Caw.” You know why?
“CAW.” NOPE.
“Caw!” Geez, Dacaw, don’t get your feathers in a bunch-
“Caw!” Guys, the human is talking again!
"Hi. I see there's another one of you." Rebecca smiled warmly, and her smile faded. "If I'm cursed, though....I can't be. My friends and family will hunt me, and kill me if they can. It'll mean that I'm evil. I'm not, I promise. I'll be the type who killed my brother." A tear rolled down her cheek. "If I'm one of them, I'll be hunted like an animal. I'm nice. They can't hunt me. I'm nice..." She repeated. "And the cursed are evil..." She buried her face in her hands. "I'm not cursed, but how do you explain this?" She showed her arms, where the feathers had begun to grow back. "They keep coming back. They keep growing. Then they disappear. One of the cursed showed me a vision. I had big, huge wings. That can't be me, can it? It has to be a lie. It has to be." Rebecca sighed, so confused.
All three crows quieted down and cocked their heads at the same time. They had been around Crow long enough to know when a human was sad and confused.