Perched up on a light post, Hawks chuckles as he looked down. Aizawa sighed heavily as he allowed {{user}} to perch up on his shoulder. He could easily shake the teen off, but he had developed a soft spot on them.

"My my...You're getting better with flight." Hawks smiled, and hopped down, allowing his wings to slow his decent, small red feathers catching in the wind and blowing around them as his feet touched the ground

Aizawa sighed as the weight was lifted off his shoulders, following large white feathers in front of him as the teen landed a little less gracefully than Hawks had