Messenger Crow
Note #1
Hello? I wonder if this crow belongs to someone.
Your crow was injured, the body was bleeding. If you're worried about your crow, I've got it under control. It has rested after I treated it with some medicine. It's healthy again.
Tsukiko.
The sickly woman smiled to herself, unhanding her pen and rolling up the small note, placing it around the crow's leg and securing it with an elastic band.
The crow cooed at her, wanting to bite her due to her constantly touching it, but decided against it because she had healed it.
"I'm going to call you 'Crow'..." Tsukiko giggled to herself, finding her naming sense horrible. "I don't know what else to call you. Sorry, Crow."
The black crow extended its long arm span and flapped, causing the woman to squint her big brown eyes as her short wavy black hair fluttered. Crow took off, cawing as it flew out the window.
Tsukiko waved at the small creature, watching as it sailed the skies.
"I wish I was as free as Crow..." she murmured sadly.
Crow landed on a man's shoulder, cawing softly. Its head twitched as it looked around, spotting its owner's partner in crime.
"Oh hey, Itachi! Your crow's back." The blue skinned man grinned, lifting up his black cloak adorned with red clouds to the crow. "I thought it got eaten and died." He said with amusement.
Crow sat on top of the shoulder of a tall, dark haired figure. He was wearing the same attire as the blue skinned man. His dark hair framed his face perfectly, the length tied into a low ponytail obscured by the cloak. His eyes were an indecipherable onyx.
Itachi didn't reply and glanced at the crow on his shoulder, who was shaking its leg. He stared at the crow's leg in mild surprise, seeing a rolled up white note attached. Curiously, he tugged the note from the crow, opening and revealing its contents.
A ghost of a smile appeared on his features.
"Kisame, let's stop by the next village. I need to get some things."
His blue haired companion only grinned. "Sure, sure."
Itachi scribbled a few sentences on a new note, rolling it up into a small note before attaching it to the crow's leg, much like how the first note arrived. The crow cawed and tilted its head in confusion.
"You know where to go."
The crow chirped and flapped its wings, soaring off into the sky.