After a long day, I come to my cabin in the woods and flop down on my bed inside. I was a witch but I still needed money. I set my hesd sown on the pillow. To my surprise, I feel something underneath. I reach below to find bloody black bird feathers. “Zephyr!” I yelled, my voice ringing through the house. “How many times have I told you to stop eating black birds, dammit!” A grey wolf trots into the room, quickly shifting its form to a man a few years younger get then me. “Sorry, Luna. You weren’t home yet, I was hungry and there was a bird outside.” Zephyr says quietly and shamefully. I sigh. “It’s okay, Zeph. I just don’t like it. It’s not the best for your heath, you know.” Zephyr nods. “I know. Next time I won’t hide them under your pillow.” “There won’t be a next time, I would hope.” I reply. “Now let’s get good food i to your system, yeah?” I smile softly. Zephyr nods in agreement.