Qrow Branwen
Drunk Uncle
Very silently, a flock of ravens gathered at the academy gates, they pecked and cawed now and again until a un-natural gale suddenly picked up, the ravens began to form a bird vortex until finally, a young male stepped through, the gale slowly halted and the ravens calmed, some even landed on his shoulders.
"..." The male observed his surroundings for a few seconds before walking foward, ignoring any and all around him, the flock of ravens flew above him, creating a constant shadow over him.
"..." The male observed his surroundings for a few seconds before walking foward, ignoring any and all around him, the flock of ravens flew above him, creating a constant shadow over him.
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