"When I was 15 and my father just adopted me, I spent alot of time at my window, just drawing. One day, I heard a gunshot and looked out the window and saw a raven falling into the forest. I went outside to try and find him and lucky I remembered where he fell so I looked around that area, there was a pond and the water was stained a slight red. I saw the raven with and hole in its wing floating under the water." I started and had everyone's attention.
"So, I picked him up, he was almost dead. The bullet from the gun went right through his right wing. I lifted him up to my shirt and held him close to me as I slowly came back here, cradling him. He seemed dead, but I felt him breathing and I took him to my room. I went into the bathroom and got some bandages for him." I continued.
"I went back to my room and dried him off with a towel, then wrapped his right wing in the bandages. Luckily I was in time to save him. When he woke up, he seemed pretty scared. I got a little box a put some blankets in it, that's where he slept. I even drew him in my sketchbook sleeping." I paused, opening my sketchbook and showing them the picture if little Noah when he was smaller.
"I saw how scared he was, he was probably hungry too so I went to the kitchen and got an apple and cut it up into cubes so he could eat it. I came back to my room with the apple cubes and slowly approached him. At the time, I didn't know what I was doing but I followed my instincts and talked to him, I said "I'm not going to hurt you, I have some food for you to eat." And approached him, then gently put the apple cubes into the box for him to eat. He seemed to understand me, so I asked him if he could and oddly, he nodded" I explained.
"After that, he seemed to trust me more. He let me pet him. I was able to change out his bandages every day, my father noticed me taking alot of apple cubes and bandages to my room and asked me, so I showed him Noah. The bird couldn't talk to me sadly, but I saw in a dream a raven named Noah so the next day I had asked him if his name was Noah and it was, anyways, my father accepted Noah and helped me take care of him, he even helped me slice apples for him"
"Soon enough, his wing was basically healed and he was almost ready to fly again. One day I woke up and saw Noah sitting on my head, we grew to be friends and I hated to let him go back to the wild, he's so much older now, so much better. His wing seems to have healed completely now, so seeing that made my day" I finished, scooping some food into my mouth. The others seemed shocked.
I ate more food as they talked about Noah and more or less judged me.
"It seems weird that you best friend is a raven" Damien said, I rolled my eyes and ate, withholding a small laugh.
I had dessert today. It was delicious.
I was getting ready to go to my room again when I heard something outside, a peck on the door it seemed. I excused myself and went to the backyard, Matthew followed me.
I saw Noah flying, at the sight if me, he flew onto my shoulder and nuzzled my cheek. I could tell something was wrong and I could hear the others coming to where we were.
"What's wrong Noah?" I asked. He flew off my shoulder and right in front of me, he chirped and flew away. I felt like I should follow him, so I did. I heard the boys following suit.
Noah stopped at the pond where I found him, he chirped and flew to a rock and chirped even more, then put his head near the rock and tried to move it.
"Do you want me to lift up this rock?" I asked him. He nodded and I did it. Underneath it, I saw a wolf pup, it was injured.
"Miss! Stay away from that its dangerous" James said and I shushed him. The others went "ohhhhhhh" childishly at James which seemed to annoy him, but luckily he shut up.
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