In Quinn's Mansion, Aaron watched cracks form on his beast's egg with a bored expression.
A matted black feather poked through, followed by a sharp, glossy beak.
When the creature fully hatched, its black feathers shimmered faintly purple under the crystal lights.
"Caw!" the crow cried out upon locking eyes with its master. Aaron felt the connection instantly and ran his fingers through its growing feathers.
The crow was already larger than an average bird, making him wonder how big it would grow.
"You're ugly." That was Aaron's first comment before rising to his feet. With one last glance at the bird, he left the room.
He headed toward the kitchen, blending with the shadows like always—only this time, he heard something different.
"Leo, I've made myself clear. We either find an electric user to power the DNA sequencer, or we don't," Grace said firmly from the dining room.
