Like every year, it was mating season again. Hawks agency allowed him to take a break. But Hawks had waved them off and continued working and patrolling. Having control over his primal urges.

Hawks was patrolling, stopping on top of the U.A. School building as his nose catches a scent. He looks down, seeing a woman, who had bird of a prey quirk. His eyes narrow, noticing the swan wings on her back. His wings ruffled as his body reacted. Seems she was dropping of a sibling.