She sat, for once, in silence. Perched atop the bones, she watched the room carefully. She wasn't sure what she was looking for, but it was definitely something. She hadn't came by in a while and she missed it.

It was nice to sit in the quiet, too. She'd wander, but she didn't feel it worth the risk. She could run into somebody loud.
Well, considered the small crow. It's one person.

She was quick to push the thought of the raven out of her mind as she dipped her head down to peck at her feet, cleaning dirt from her talons with an inward sigh. She was thirsty, but she was sure everyone in Canis was, by now, thirsty.