Prometheus and Caro

It is said that many years ago, Prometheus was traveling when he found a crow by the path. It was young, and could not yet fly, too young to survive on its own. He had pity on the crow, and picked it up and took it home to his hearth. He learned how to nurture and care and feed the wee one, and in time it grew into an intelligent adult, adorning his home with baubles. The crow went almost everywhere with Prometheus from then on, and legends claim he was able to travel instantly that way in a blur of feathers and crow calls.
During the time of Prometheus's suffering on the volcano, the crow did not cease trying to help- bringing food and scraps and pleading to the humans for assistance. One listened, taking countless journeys up to the volcano with Caro. But one day, they did not come. Discouraged, Caro flew up to the peak on its own, only to discover Prometheus dead and bleeding. It wept on his chest, and Prometheus's blood gave it divinity- and it became Taijoa Caro, wielder and leader of crows, its feather tips forever stained red.
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