[a huge black bird lands on the ground nearby to pick at a particularly robust bit of debris. He is a well-groomed and well-fed looking bird and smells like, well, a normal raven. He was used to all sorts of hazardous situations by now, so the presence of a furry predator so close didn't really interrupt his snack. But he had an eye out, just to be sure. Can't hurt to be cautious.]

[he stripped the good bits out of the piece he was eating before tilting a bird-look of curiosity to the wolf.]

'Sup?