Crow With No Name Part 7
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"So, Crow-san, what can you do?" the woman asked.
“I can answer questions. I have three degrees: A BA in mystic psychology, a master's in European medieval studies, and a Ph.D. in Asian mythology. Linguistically, I speak English, Japanese, and the crow dialect of corvid. I can even spout slop like AI. Ack, ack, ack.” I was so funny.
“Just what I need, a brainiac crow. What else?”
“Those should be useful to a witch. You’re a witch? Right? I’ve never heard of a witch in a kimono, but you have a pentagram—so shiny!”
“Yes, I am a witch. What other useful things can you do?”
“Scout, find you shinies… Wait, I haven’t agreed to this. I have conditions.”
“I'm going to #rue the day I summoned you. So what are your conditions?”
“You can't use me as cannon fodder or as an NPC. I get fed well. Chicken nugs are the best. Petting is only allowed with my permission. NO cats! Humm… Oh, I get to keep all the shinies I find.”
“That seems reasonable. And I have conditions too: you answer my questions truthfully, don't fly off without telling me or when I need you; stay out of my bedroom and bathroom unless I call you; and no swearing. You know what kind of people swear.”
“You know I’m not people? I’m a corvid. But okay, no swearing unless you do something I don’t like.”
“No swearing ever!”
“Ackkkk, okay, but no cage. A nice perch and free flying.”
“Agreed. Our pact is made,” she said, and began reciting:
Nomine sagae, matronae, et filiae, pactum nostrum factum est.
Unus pro omnibus et omnes pro uno.
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