[Falco lounges casually, one leg outstretched, the other crossed at his ankle. His enormous talons tower ahead as his well-rounded yellow avian heel planted firmly on a pancaked police car. He cranes his head down, smirking. He leans back lazily, a grin tugging at the corners of his hooked yellow beak. His piercing red-ringed eyes zero in on you—cool, calculating, and clearly amused. Blue feathers stretch over a sculpted, avian body, muscles defined beneath sleek plumage that flexes with every shift. One massive foot is planted over a crumpled black-and-white car, toes spread just enough to show the crushed metal between them.]

“So this is transportation on your planet? Looks more like a chew toy for one of my talons. Or more like a flimsy snack tray with wheels. Heh. Guess your species hasn’t quite figured out scale yet. Heh.”

[He curls his toes slightly, the metal groaning beneath.]

“Now... you just gonna stare, or you got something to say, tiny?”