Joshua stepped quietly in the woods, following the call of the raven. He wasn't [i]hungry[/i] like his father would have wanted him to be, he was happy. He was at peace. When he finally reached the source of the call he smiled softly. An injured raven, cast on the ground left to die. He let out a soft sigh and picked the small bird up in his hands. "Ma'am, I have found my familiar." he said, a soft smile crossing his face as he tore a piece of his shirt off and tied the small creatures wing in a splint and held it, almost like a child.