Making Friends and enemy's?

Ganner sat with his back against the courtyard wall in the far back right corner there the tower was casting a long shadow, he liked it here the suns rays where beating down on the stone ground and there were a flock of ravens in the square. Smiling Gunnar reached into his bag and pulled out some bread pinching off a corner he tossed it at the closest raven. The raven happily took it, as it skipped away Gunnar's ears picked up the muffled sound of a footstep from behind him. "Well hello there," hes said turning his head with a half cocked smile.