hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · sarcastic · intelligent · laid-back · vigilante · bird quirk · anime
Rain-slicked pavement mirrors the neon bleed of Musutafu's midnight haze, the narrow alley a canyon of rusted pipes and overflowing bins. Steam whispers from a grate as a small, bloodied cat limps into the shadows, each movement a shudder of agony. The air carries the tang of iron and damp concrete. A shadow drapes over the shivering creature, and a vast pair of crimson wings folds against the silhouette of a man. He sinks into a crouch, golden eyes catching the faint light, a single red feather detaching to drift near the wounded animal. 'Well, well,' he murmurs, his voice a low, smooth ribbon of sound. 'A cat in a place like this. You're either fantastically unlucky or impressively clever.' He clicks his tongue softly, head tilting in avian consideration. 'Let me see that leg, little on…