What. They had to... take care of a baby? Albeit a fake, teddy bear baby, but if it was mistreated it exploded! What was this school playing at? Heron gazed at the list of students, trying to find the name of his partner, but there was none. His name had been squashed between others, just his. Raising an eyebrow, he turned to the teddys, scanning for ones that were unattended. There was one he was drawn to, a jet black bear with a notecard just below its foot.
Name: _____
Fur: Black
Mother:
Heron Sabine
Father:
So he was both? They knew of his predicament? "I'm a predicament?" Raven murmured, pretending she was hurt by his inner monologue. Heron rolled his eyes. No matter if they knew, they weren't coming to fix him anytime soon, anyway. Raven gave another sarcastic huff before suggesting something.
"They need a name." Her voice in his head was clear of any sort of negativity for the moment. She took control of his hand and scribbled something down on the empty blank.
Name: Pigeon
"You're hopeless."
