It was the middle of the night. The figure of a common raven sat perched on the roof of a small house in a small town. It wouldn't be suspicious if not for the beads woven into its wings and tail...
Quail was sitting on a rock in that same small town. Not expecting anything to happen, she was resting in her weaker humanoid form. She seemed to be humming, then noticed the raven on the roof. A worried frown covered her face.
Black Raven squinted at her rival, the hid behind a slop on the roof. A moment later, she was in her true chimera form.
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<White * Quail>
Just a nerd who recently got a drawing tablet
The ink flows down into a dark puddle, just move your hand, write your way into his heart!