Kaelen woke up and instinctively stretches his stiff limbs, feeling the cool morning air against his skin. He scratched his head absentmindedly, yawning—until a sudden realization hit him. His hand froze. Kali wasn't on his head. He immediately sits up with a jolt
"Wait.. Kali?"
His eyes darted around in a panic until they landed on something unexpected. Perched on the same branch where he had slept, a crow stood watching him with its black, beady eyes. Kaelen blinked in surprise, taking in the bird's presence. There was something oddly familiar about it. A mixture of confusion and disbelief can be heard as he asked:
"...Kali?"
The crow tilted its head and, to Kaelen's amazement, let out a loud caw in response.
"What the fuck?"
Kaelen stared at the crow with confusion, his mind was reeling as he tried to make sense of what had happened.
"What the hell happened to you?"
