Grimm
Weaving through the floating exhibits, Grimm's sharp eagle sight catalogued the precise location and status of each variation of birds. He ensured that each habitat was in proper order with no threats or signs of damage from their recent descent. Some of the flocks still appeared rattled by the change, bristling when his shadow cast over them or the flap of his wings rustled the leaves. He made note of it for later, already brainstorming how he can help ease some of the stress from recent events.
After some time of assessing and analyzing the spaces, Grimm drifted down to the small cliff of a vacant lot. His talons clicked against the stone, his large wings brushing aside the last hold of air to tuck gently at his sides. He clicked his beak and shuffled his feet, settling comfortably to watch the world below, looking for further signs of disarray or distress.
Something immediately caught his eyes, suspicion making his head tilt as his gaze followed the bird that seemed out of place amongst the smaller avians, but he chose to observe for now, a predator waiting for the signal to strike.
After some time of assessing and analyzing the spaces, Grimm drifted down to the small cliff of a vacant lot. His talons clicked against the stone, his large wings brushing aside the last hold of air to tuck gently at his sides. He clicked his beak and shuffled his feet, settling comfortably to watch the world below, looking for further signs of disarray or distress.
Something immediately caught his eyes, suspicion making his head tilt as his gaze followed the bird that seemed out of place amongst the smaller avians, but he chose to observe for now, a predator waiting for the signal to strike.
We need to be like the eagle
and have a fearless spirit of a conqueror!
