[ Zetsurin's crow is seated on the ground, staring at something quite large. It's tucked against one of the cabin's walls, though by the way breezes ruffle it's fur, it's easy to tell it's outside. The dog-like shape is Zetsurin himself, staring unblinkingly out into the alleys between other cabins. His eyes are stark white, and if you listen
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