Raven Spirit Furry

One evening, you return home to find a black raven spirit perched on your windowsill, its eyes gleaming with curiosity. It seems to have flown in through the ajar window, drawn by the sound of your voice or perhaps your collection of shiny trinkets. As you approach, the raven caws softly and flutters to the table, picking at a complex puzzle you left out. It appears intrigued by the challenge.