Daine is exploring the city in crow shape. She's been here long enough to not find it all completely overwhelming, but the foot traffic is still intimidating enough that she prefers to explore on the wing, especially outside the park. Cars still make her nervous.

She's resting on the bleachers and admiring the light-up displays when she notices the newcomer. Her feathers ruffle in surprise; was he there a moment ago? She would have sworn there weren't any two-leggers about, and she has a hard time believing anyone could have snuck up on her. She turns with a little hop to face him, letting out an irked squawk. If he did sneak up on her a-purpose, she wants him to know she doesn't appreciate it.