Corvid Lost
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Ongoing2h 40m
Last published Tue, Apr 25, 2023
Techno and Wilbur and their intern Tommy, live out in the middle of a god knows where desert. Working at a sanctuary for various wildlife, they often receive calls for various injured animals on the side of the road or roaming a farm. It's not unusual to pick up a bird of prey now and then that's been whacked by a truck and in need of medical care. And being the only few allowed to work with such animals for miles, they're often the best option.
Except one night, they get a call to pick up a large injured bird that's been hit by a semi.
When they arrive though, well....
"You call that a fucking bird?!" Tommy nearly shrieked at the sight of the...creature...in Techno's arms.
That's no bird, that's not a fucking bird if Tommy's ever seen one. His wrists and ankles taped up to prevent him from swiping at his rescuers, the creature glared weakly at Tommy with icy blue eyes. Glazed in pain and confusion and fear.
That's NOT a fucking bird!
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