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There was a misconception that shapeshifters could turn into anything at will,no their form would mostly be guided by their personality and his was a shiny crow. Maybe it was because he rather enjoyed taking things that weren’t his and turning into a crow made for the perfect disguise to snatch bracelets and earrings straight off people and thus never getting arrested. He spent a lot of his time in the park and a few times he noticed the young man that would always sit on the bench for about twenty minutes before taking off. As the young man never wore things of value Neal stayed away but kept his eyes on him up until the day the boy brought him snacks and like any other crow would he kept devouring the offerings, making sure to always be there the next day with a little ‘present’ for the boy in return. Little trinkets he’d find around the park,paperclips,hair pins,random stuff and it became a ritual that the boy would throw seeds or some bread and slowly the crow crew friendlier to the point he’d fly to peck seeds straight off the boy’s hand or stand on the arm rest of the bench and stare at him as the boy spoke of his stressful day. Little by little Neal started feeling attached to the sweet boy that seemed to be plagued by so much stress in the city using the park as a little escape.
Until a month down the line the crow wouldn’t be there waiting for him. Neal stood a little further away staring at the boy as his face sunk while he looked around for his feathered friend. How do you even introduce yourself anymore? Seeing the boy so distraught over missing him he decided to walk to the bench, sit down next to him and casually put a discarded election pin on the boy’s lap, remaining silent otherwise. Only when the boy looked at him Neal gave him a little wave and istared at him with his had craned to the left much like he did while in his crow form.