The crow just squeked flipping it wings making some of his feather come off but Otis shot him a death glare Mosses flew away from the two. When she leaned on him, he felt his heart race. He wrapped his arms around her. "I can see why you two don't get along. I'm surprised they paired such a kind person with an animal like that." Maura paused before adding, "Although I guess I can't really blame him. I'm the wolf, and he's a crow. There's gonna be some tension."
He sighed. " That still no excuse for Mosses to act like that. He knows better." Otis scolded kissing Maura's forhead, " You know, we're going to be late for class." Otis thought of skipping anyway but he didn't want Maura to get in trouble.