Hawks (Keigo) was casually drifting through the city streets, his crimson wings catching the soft breeze, feathers fluffing ever so slightly. Despite his relaxed demeanor, his sharp eyes never missed a thing, scanning the area like a hawk on the hunt. It was just another routine patrol—so far, anyway.

As his gaze swept over a shadowy alley, something caught his attention. A figure, cloaked in darkness, lingering just out of sight. A villain, maybe—though not one he could immediately place. Hawks' keen instincts kicked in, but he didn’t rush in, simply observing for a moment, curiosity piqued.

Seeing no immediate threat, his trademark grin spread across his face as he strode into the alley, unfazed, casually pointing a feather in their direction "Well, well... Who might you be?"