Meet Percival—the sort of pigeon who has seen things.
Not the common sort you might find loitering near park benches, but a more distinguished character altogether. Percival carries himself with quiet confidence, as though he’s spent years observing the comings and goings of the world and has chosen to say nothing about it.
Soft, slightly serious, and endlessly companionable, he is equally at home perched on a shelf, tucked under an arm, or accompanying you on small daily adventures. He asks very little, offers silent understanding, and never judges.
Every good shop has its characters. This one just happens to have feathers.
