The sound of soft scratching pulls Hawks’ attention as he steps into the classroom, his wings stretching behind him. Pausing mid-step, he listens carefully, the faint noise leading him toward the bookshelf. He kneels, peering behind the bottom shelf, and his eyes widen in surprise as he spots a Fennec fox curled up in a corner.

“Well, this is a first,” Hawks murmurs, his smile creeping onto his face. The fox blinks up at him, its massive ears twitching. Slowly, he extends a feather, letting it glide toward the creature. The fox sniffs it curiously, then hops forward. “Guess you’re not as shy as I thought,” he chuckles, gently coaxing it out of its hiding spot.