My Heart Will Go On

He nodded and stood up, soon beginning to walk in his own direction as the sound of crows caused his ears to ring. His brother had a connection with those mischievous birds, and he paid no heed to to them. His gold optics shimmered when light began to surround his eyes. He soon leapt onto a bed and placed his cranium upon his front paws, a small smile upon his maw. It had been a while since he had someone that actually felt sympathy for him. A crow soon landed upon his shoulder as he snarled at the bird and snapped at it, causing the bird to drop down as blood squirted onto his muzzle.

He approached to the woman that was before him and dropped the bird in front of her. He rarely hunted for someone, and recieving food meant that he trusted whomever he was with. "Eat," he insisted as he soon lied down on the floor and watched her.