Phouka pecked and tore and broke off a bite. Then he got it in his beak and gobbled it down. Moments later the raven became the size of a chickadee and he hopped and fluttered into the air.
"Now take me home, my favourite," he cawed. "I want to see where you live."
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Date: 2015-12-16 03:19 am (UTC)"Now take me home, my favourite," he cawed. "I want to see where you live."