Trevor the Raven flew for a long time, testing his wings and flitting over thermals that rose and fell beneath him. His body tingled with a palpable energy that he'd never known before. If this was what it was like being a bird, he didn't want to go back.
Eventually he spotted a cliff side and dipping his wings he swooped down and instinctively perched as his talons grasped the stone. Breathing heavily, Trevor took a moment to gaze down at his transformed body. Coated in ebon black feathers with powerful wings and a long beak, he made a handsome crow. His talons were sharp as he opened and lifted them, inspecting the new toes.
Trevor loved it, he loved every part of himself. There was still so much more to see and do...and he wanted to find more of his kind.