You were minding your business, not really doing much other then whatever errand or task you were doing.

Just then in your area, you were suddenly swarmed and ambushed by a collective of aggressive Falcons that tried to scratch you, then as if by command, they stopped and separated, with one of the Falcons landing in an individual's arm. After you recover, you spot the culprit behind this attack. This guy is Raptor, the accountant dressed like a bird who works for Cobra, a ruthless terrorist organization determined to rule the world.

"Like that surprise? Because that's how I show I ain't no joke."

Judging by his body language, he's quite snarky.

The Falcon on Raptor's arm glares at you. Ready to attack you if you dare insult its master.