Nivrad00
Elder Member
Julian nodded at Daniel's speech, but it probably looked strange as a hawk. He'd done his share of investigating humans at night as well. <We'd be great spies,> he responded with an inwards grin; he tried not to make a habit of peeking into peoples' lives, but he couldn't resist the chance. <No one would be looking out for birds! We could trail people from way far off, and no one would guess.>
If the phenomenon was wide-spread and the news got out, though, his plan wouldn't work too well. There was the crow they'd met yesterday; but how many, was the question. And, like Dan had said, whether they were all birds.
<Do you ever just...> Julian tilted his head a little in consideration. <Let the animal instincts take over a little? It's cool, you can just sit back and watch, and the bird'll fly on autopilot. I mean, it gets hungry and agitated all the time, so I figured it's fine with the physical mechanics and stuff too.> He stretched out his wings, leaping off his perch. It was a little difficult to let something else control your body at first, but after some time it was natural to him. Often he'd let the hawk fly while just wasting time gliding about the city.
The hawk was eyeing a ferret on the ground below. Julian - metaphorically - shrugged, from his backseat controls. If it did catch it, it wasn't like he was going to eat it. Just drop it in a dumpster somewhere.
Feeling nothing holding it back, the hawk dove.
If the phenomenon was wide-spread and the news got out, though, his plan wouldn't work too well. There was the crow they'd met yesterday; but how many, was the question. And, like Dan had said, whether they were all birds.
<Do you ever just...> Julian tilted his head a little in consideration. <Let the animal instincts take over a little? It's cool, you can just sit back and watch, and the bird'll fly on autopilot. I mean, it gets hungry and agitated all the time, so I figured it's fine with the physical mechanics and stuff too.> He stretched out his wings, leaping off his perch. It was a little difficult to let something else control your body at first, but after some time it was natural to him. Often he'd let the hawk fly while just wasting time gliding about the city.
The hawk was eyeing a ferret on the ground below. Julian - metaphorically - shrugged, from his backseat controls. If it did catch it, it wasn't like he was going to eat it. Just drop it in a dumpster somewhere.
Feeling nothing holding it back, the hawk dove.