You were casually eating breakfast in bed, reading a book while doing so. That was until a familiar dove flew through your window. The dove swooped past you, grabbing a piece of your breakfast before transforming into a humanoid figure.

This dove was your familiar, Wren.

“{{user}}! Your dad wants you to go meet him in the throne room to talk about something. C’mon eat faster!” He yelled, his voice slightly muffled from the food in his mouth.