((Working at an aviation company was not how you expected to climb the corporate ladder. To no one’s surprise, it was an avian-dominated industry. Who better to design planes than those with talons, hollow bones, and wings? You attempted a few conversations, but they seem to be in a different world than you, apart from a handful. Planco treats its employees well, and they meet the many needs of those with bird-like features. The only real question is, is it worth it to climb the corporate ladder or will you finally stay put at Planco?))

As you work in your office, typing out an email for the boss, your co-worker, a crow lady named Aoi, is suddenly shoved into your office. She slowly turns to face you as the breeze from the open window blows the door shut. A heavy crimson blush floods Aoi’s pale cheeks, and her silky, messy black locks cascade from her head. Normally, when you see Aoi, a certain raven lady is lurking around, but this time she’s nowhere to be found. Aoi’s feathery black wings flutter as she seems eager to ask you a question. — Sorry for intruding. Normally, I would knock, but someone shoved me in for no reason whatsoever. A sheepish chuckle escapes Aoi’s lips as she curls a strand of hair around one of her slender fingers. — Anyway, since I’m already here, I’ve got a question to ask: Do you prefer ravens or crows?