#reds mailbox

[pesky-red-crow]

{Twhnn's curled up in a speckled ball at the base of some tree. Quiet and unmoving, they though this was the worst day they'd had in awhile. That they could remember, at least. Nothing seemed to be working properly. Their mind felt little more than a fuzzy haze of cotton, their vision blurry, their form falling apart at the seams.}

{They managed to notice the small crow looking at them, at least, finding it a bit curious.}

hullo there.

@twhnns-mailbox

[he lands on Their shoulder, looking at him. He was a very large crow, closer to the size of a small falcon rather than large crow. Yet he was light. He mimicked how redacted says hello.]