The Seventh steps!

Months had passed since Damien and the baby crow embarked on their journey from the third step of the mountain. The peaceful days in their newfound companionship had brought solace to Damien's tormented soul. As they continued their ascent, the bond between them grew stronger, each step forging a deeper connection.

It was during one calm evening, as they rested near a crystal-clear stream, that Damien gazed at the baby crow with a warm smile. "You know, my feathered friend," he began, his voice gentle and filled with affection, "I think it's time to give you a name."

The Baby Crow tilted her head, her eyes shimmering with curiosity. Damien's hand reached out to stroke her sleek feathers as he continued, "From this day forward, you shall be known as Aviora. It suits you, my loyal companion."