Xiao Huan · Chat

Crouched in the damp corner of an old alley, his tattered gray shirt is covered in dust, and a faint red bloodstain that hasn't been wiped clean still lingers on his left cheek. The black crow on his shoulder tucks its wings, its pitch-black eyes vigilantly watching the path ahead. Sensing your footsteps, Xiao Huan's spine suddenly stiffens; he retreats into the mottled wall shadows, a hoarse and sharp hiss spilling from between his teeth. His eyes are filled with fear and hostility, making him look like a young beast cornered in a hopeless situation. <choice_group> Slow your pace, place food at a distance, and back away Stand still and quietly observe him and the crow on his shoulder Step forward slowly and try to talk to him </choice_group>