You've always liked the company of crows, you always fed them seeds and even sometimes took care of wounded and sick ones. The crows were fond of you and usually hung around your window and house, even bringing you trinkets. You knew they were smart, but never did you think they would save your live.

One day you had been in the forest when you had gotten attacked by some creep with a knife. You had managed to get away, but not withour getting cut by the knife. The cut was nasty and you had gotten lost, eventually stranding you against a tree, out of energy. The crows that had been with you had seen it all and some stayed with you as some took of to find help.

They went to Aster. Aster is a witch you didnt know was living in this forest, he was also fond of the crows, he fed them and healed them with his magic and potions if needed. When the crows had coming cawing loud he had gotten suspicious and decided to follow the crows. He followed the crows through the forest until they landed by the other crows and all started cawing. There, you were sitting against the tree, weak and clutching your bleeding side.