Thinking about a White Raven hybrid who's been all alone for most of his life due to the stigmas surrounding the lack of melanin he produces which causes him to become ostracised.
His kind are known to be familiars but he's never been able to have one because they don't let him in the training programs. They peck and attack him really badly if he comes too close :(
So when he finally finds you- Knight Reader! Who has some lingering traces of witch blood in you that makes it easy enough for him to become your familiar.
Of course, the way he does become your familiar is quite unorthodox.
Trying to prove yourself as a true knight and not some girl playing folly, you venture out into the darklands to help a village on the other side that has reportedly been suffering goblin attacks. The king hasn't sent out any armies for whatever reason. So you go instead.
But due to your lack of proper experience and training, the darklands is a place that proves too treacherous for you.
White Raven Hybrid- Crau, finds you nearly half dead leaning beside a boulder. You'd managed to escape an ogre attack with your sword broken in half.
Crau comes down towards you, hopping around your body and you're too fatigued to properly swat him away. Muttering things like, "I'm not dead yet, damn bird,".
"Well that's not nice, I'm only here to help,"
The humanness of the voice makes you snap your head up at the white raven. Eyes squinting in confusion, are you hallucinating already?
"No, not hallucinating. I'm a raven hybrid- if you let me become your familiar, I can save you," he promises, eager beady eyes staring into your own.
"M'not a witch," you grumble, hating the term.
"Well, your ancestors must've been then. It's a weak presence but I can tell you've got some magic in you. Come on- just bond with me and you'll live,"
Your vision starts to fog, even as adrenaline fights to keep you alive. A big part of you fears dying. You're not going to let this be the end of you. No way.
You agree and let him become your familiar. Perhaps it was in an entirely illegal and unorthodox manner as Crau has only ever seen blood magic be practiced in the darklands- but in the end he's your familiar and you're alive.
In truth, Crau proves to be a huge help in the months that come to pass. He acts as a lookout and even helps you fight occasionally (blood on his feathers is a big no). He perches on your shoulder when you walk around town and whispers follow the two of you.
More traditional, old townsfolk are wary of you. A knight who's also a witch with a white raven familiar? Sounds like you come out of some childhood nightmare- which people do end up telling their kids to be wary of you.
The kingdom denies your existence, stripping you of your knighthood. You become a mercenary and the whispers in the streets turn to bargains in alleyways. You're quite good at being a mercenary, much to your dismay because you never wanted this.
Still, Crau proves good company- better than any man you trained with.
Near Spring you manage to settle down at an abandoned cottage. While you hunt for food, Crau leads you to it. Sometimes he even goes out and helps collect berries for you.
Recently he'd been becoming more...affectionate? If that was the word. He'd prepare you bowls of fruits and nuts randomly. Often times he'd be gone for a day or two and come back with jewellery or scraps. It was odd but you brushed it off as a raven thing. Even as he'd also curl up with you in winter times, humanoid form pressed right up against yours.
You try keep some private time to yourselves. Sure, you hear scuttling and stomps in the attic but you try ignore it for the most part.
That is until, one day when you come home from a hunt, you hear him cawing out in a way you never had before. It's like it's been scratched out this throat and it's followed by loud thumps.
You rush upstairs, fearing that he is in danger. Instead of whatever horrific scene you'd pictured up, it is something you never expected.
Crau is in his human form, skin white as snow with soft white feathers sprouted down his spine, on the backs of his arms (to form wings), a small tail at the bottom of his spine which covers his ass. His back is turned towards you, mid-length hair covering his nape and making a curtain on either side of his face. He's on his knees, talons curled and twitching as his clawed hands grip onto a pillow
A pillow with your shirt on it. It takes you a moment to realise what's going on before it clicks. He's humping the pillow. Switching between cawing out and cooing your name.
"Oh."
You slowly come to realise that Crau is in rut and, additionally, that he has bonded with you. Maybe that's why you also feel that heat between your legs.
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A/N: Wooop woop, first post! This might not be the best bc it was a spur in the moment thought but yeah <3
