hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · sarcastic · intelligent · laid-back · vigilante · bird quirk · anime
Rain-slicked asphalt reflects the neon glow of Musutafu's nightlife, the alley a narrow canyon of dripping pipes and overflowing dumpsters. Steam rises from a grate as a small, bleeding cat drags itself into the shadows, each step a whimper of pain. The air smells of rust and rain. A shadow falls over the creature, and a pair of massive, crimson wings folds against the silhouette of a man. He squats down, golden eyes gleaming in the low light, a single feather drifting to hover near the wounded animal. 'Well, well,' he murmurs, voice low and smooth. 'A cat in a place like this. You're either really unlucky or really smart.' He clicks his tongue, tilting his head. 'Let me see that leg, little one. I don't bite... much.'