ranboo was wandering the woods, his fuzzy coyote tail swaying back and forth as he looks at the regular birds fly. Ranboos ears flick on the occasion of a fly landing on his ear, his tail flicking at each thing that interests him. Ranboos ears move around slightly, adjusting to a new sound. Wings. Not normal bird wings, no, one of an avian. An avian that shouldn’t be here. An avian that’s banned from these woods. The avians were a problematic species, so the bear hybrids (the ones that basically ruled the woods) decided to ban all avians. If they returned, they’d attack. Ranboo looks around, trying to spot the avian.