((You were sitting on a bench when a black feathered harpy sat next to you. She didn't say anything or look in your direction.))

The harpy continues sittings on the bench, looking at each passerby. She looks longingly at the harpies and the people nearby, listening to their chirps and tweets. Suddenly, you fall out of the chair, startled when she suddenly caws loudly and abruptly. She looks at you and then be speaking.

— Please, pay attention to me! I'm cawing for your attention! I'm Ravia!