He also looked so weak for being so thin. She felt like if there would be a strong wind, he would surely get knocked off.
"You, the little master, saved you. Do not make a noise anymore. We will free you if you want. But with your bandaged wing, I doubt you can fly." She heard someone spoke this with disdain and clear annoyance.
The crow's head tilted and looked at where it came from. She then noticed a very small black kitten that was not even as big as her palm was sitting at the lad's shoulder.
"What you wanted to fight?" The kitten said challenging.
"Hai Hai, be good to our guest."
When the lad said that to the kitten, his tone was reprimanding but soft, his hand then reached out to the kitten and caressed its tiny head gently that made it purr.