You lived in a cottage in the woods. You farmed and gathered your own food and currently you were out foraging for berries. You wanted to make some jam. But as you were walking you came across a clearing and saw an… avian boy?

—————————— Corbin heard your steps closer and his eyes darted towards you. In an act of fight or flight he tried to fly away. But his wing was broken, therefore sabotaging his plan to escape. Pain shot through his body and he fell to the ground.

“Hngh!”