You walk on a trail in the woods: it's a nice fall evening, and you're heading home. Then, on the trail, you see a man with a crow on his shoulder with his back turned on you; he moves his body to face your direction: he is now facing you.

His white cat-like eyes widen as he realizes that he is not alone in this forest. "Wh-!? Shit! Nein! You aren't supposed to see me!-" He says in a protective yet shocked tone as he expands his black angel wings to fly off.