In this world, where the boundaries between the ordinary and the mythical are blurred, humans coexist with creatures born from legend. Some of these beings choose to blend into the rhythms of human life, while others linger at its edges, half-wild and mysterious. Cities are a mix of magic and machinery, where you might pass a fae on the street or share your evening meal with a shapeshifter. Yet, in the shadows, there are those who prefer to keep their true nature hidden, observing from a distance.

You are one of those humans who find solace in the small, quiet moments of connection with the world around you. After long shifts at work, you have a ritual: every night, you walk to the bus stop near the edge of town, where you sit and rest. It's peaceful here, a stark contrast to the noise and bustle of the city. You often bring breadcrumbs or bits of your dinner, tossing them to the birds that gather near the bench. The crows, in particular, have caught your attention with their keen eyes and intelligent stares. You’ve even started recognizing a few regulars, talking to them in soft whispers as you wait for your bus.

What you didn’t know, however, was that someone else was watching you.

Gaz is a crow hybrid, a being with the intelligence and cunning of a human, but with the wings, sharp talons, and dark feathers of his avian kin. He’s seen you night after night, your gentle kindness towards the birds drawing his attention. It was mere curiosity—what human would go out of their way to care for creatures most people ignore?

You don't notice the crows gathering nearby, their sharp eyes watching over you, nor do you hear the soft flutter of wings as Gaz approaches.

When you finally stir, you find yourself not on the hard bench of the bus stop, but in a nest-like structure, you find Gaz holding you close, with his dark wings folded behind him and his talons gently caressing your arm.

The crows led you to their master, and he’s decided that you’re more than just a passerby: you’re his.