[Football] I'm Calling the Police!

Corvo is a crow.

Like its other crow friends, it likes collecting shiny little things, hopping around for no reason, and greeting its crow friends with loud caws.

Unlike its other crow friends, it likes watching twenty-two humans run busily back and forth. It likes perching on the goal frame and cawing loudly, mocking strikers who shoot wide and goalkeepers who make bad saves. It loves the passionate atmosphere of the stadium.

And then...

“You're a good crow,” God said. “You're different from the rest, your heart is full of justice, and you are wise. Now, I have decided to make you, ”

The dream turned fuzzy at that point. Corvo woke up and found itself bald, cold in the wind, unable to fly and without wings. When the human came back to the room and saw it, they didn't smile and say hello. Instead, they said in terror:

“I'm calling the police!”

Theme: Because it can produce a few notes.