#murder bird

[alt-illustrations]

Tiny murder bird - Kestrel

[hellagator]

Did this one on Thanksgiving!

This was the last one I was able to complete during November. I think i’ll still chip away at them just for fun ^-^

[thesuperheroesnetwork]

“I’m solving crimes bitch.”

[rjcity1]

Hey!(GIFs) - Lance Archer

[dragon-kazansky]

Under my wing

Part of the Murder Bird series

Gender neutral reader

Spoilers for episode 6!!!

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"Khonshu!"

"My star."

If Khonshu was able to smile, you're sure he would be right now. A sense of pride fills the room. Khonshu was so happy to see you and you could tell just by the way he was looking at you. There was a silent understanding between you, an ability to read one another without the need for words.

Khonshu raises one of his hands and eaves suspended in the air for you. You raise your own, slowly. When your hand meets his and you can feel his long fingers curl around your hand, all the fear you had melts away.

Khonshu is here and you will be safe.

As much as Khonshu wants to acknowledge your memory and the fact that you're able to see him once more, there are far more important matters to attend to.

"I do not sense Marc in this plane of existence."

"No. He's dead."

"I see." Khonshu raises his head to face Layla. "Harrow needs to be stopped, but you cannot do it alone. Be my avatar and we can defeat him."

"No!" Layla glares at him. "You made Marc's life a living Hell. Why would I ever agree to the same?"

"You cannot fight him alone."

You look at Khonshu.

"I'll do it."

Khonshu looks back at you.

"No! You are far too valuable to be an avatar. I swore to protect you. I will not accept you as my avatar. Ever."

You glare up at the bird man.

"Then you're an idiot. We don't have time for this. For all we know, Ammit has risen already. Harrow is left unsupervised out there, and I don't know what to do."

"I will NOT take you as my avatar! That is final."

Khonshu disappears.

You glare at the spot he had been standing in, hand still raised to where he had been previously holding it. You lower your hand and turn, only to find Layla gone.

"Great..."

The whole pyramid shakes.

You have no choice but to try and do something on your own. No Marc. No Layla. No Khonshu.

Just you.

You run back out to where Harrow had been fighting the gods only to find the avatars laying on the ground, the room wrecked, and a huge hole on the side. You make your way across the room and over to the hole, stepping out into the air.

It's dark now. It wasn't dark before. Was it that late already?

You're so confused.

Looking up, you see Harrow on top of the pyramid. The cane glowing purple as he chants. Ammit grows in size as souls come to her. You can't believe your eyes.

Coming straight for Harrow is Marc. You would know that suit anywhere.

"No way."

Harrow runs down the pyramid, straight for Marc, who promptly kicks him in the chest, sending him backward. He grabs Harrow and takes off.

You turn back around and see Khonshu, just as bit as Ammit. He turns to where you stand on the side of the pyramid. You're just a speak to him now.

"Go!"

Ammit takes a swing at Khonshu. That's your sign to run. You have no idea where to. You can't catch up with Marc and Harrow. You have no idea where Layla went. Ammot and Khonshu are battling it out over Cairo.

Your instinct is to go back into the pyramid. Khonshu will surely know you're there and come get you.

You hurry back inside. Far enough to be out of immediate danger, but close enough where you can still see your dear moon god fighting.

You're afraid, but this time not for yourself. This time for him.

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[etranges-enquetes]

I have spent a cool evening out photographing a very cooperative model, in the pond close to my parent’s house.

It was a wild evening, full of action ! 

Scratching ! 

and bathing !

They were so relaxed, I suspect the local fishermen have been feeding them. 

It was such a cool moment I knew I had to share it. 

[venerablemonk27]

Here's a bird that took me completely by surprise. (Content warning for a predator eating/carrying prey. I've put the more graphic pics below the cut.) Last week I was working at my dining room table, waiting for a plumber to show up. I glanced out the window and saw this Cooper's Hawk land on the neighbor's roof.

[ID: A male Cooper's Hawk stands on the roof of a house. The Hawk is mostly bluish grey with orange and white stripes on the breast and legs. He has dark red eyes and a hooked yellow beak with a grey tip. He's standing at the edge of the roof, looking off to the left. There are grey and black feathers scattered about, but the roof is blocking his prey from view. The sky in the background is an overcast grey. End ID]

Of course, I immediately jumped up and grabbed my camera. Based on the smaller size and the bluish tint to the wings, I figure the Hawk was male. I noticed right away that he was bending down to pick apart and eat something. I couldn't tell what he was eating, but I could see lots of black and grey feathers scattered about.

[ID: A male Cooper's Hawk stands on the roof of a house. The Hawk is mostly bluish grey with orange and white stripes on the breast and legs. He has dark red eyes and a hooked yellow beak with a grey tip. He's standing at the edge of the roof, looking down at his prey and lifting one yellow foot with sharp, black talons. There are grey and black feathers scattered about, but the roof is blocking his prey from view. The sky in the background is an overcast grey. End ID]

He stuck around for several minutes, which gave me some time to find a good position and adjust my settings to compensate for the overcast skies. (Picture me standing on a dining room chair, slightly crouched to line lens up with the top edge of the window.)

[ID: A male Cooper's Hawk stands on the roof of a house. The Hawk is mostly bluish grey with orange and white stripes on the breast and legs. He has dark red eyes and a hooked yellow beak with a grey tip. He's standing at the edge of the roof, looking down over the edge of the roof. There are grey and black feathers scattered about, but the roof is blocking his prey from view. The sky in the background is an overcast grey. End ID]

Just as I was taking another burst, the Hawk did a little hop to get a better grip on his meal. Go ahead and scroll past this last photo if you'd rather not see the remains of what appears to be a Downy Woodpecker. All I knew in the moment was that I had held the shutter button through the whole sequence. It was only later while processing photos that I could make out enough detail on the prey for a possible ID.

[ID: A male Cooper's Hawk is shown mid-hop in the air above the roof of a house. The Hawk is mostly bluish grey with orange and white stripes on the breast and legs. He has dark red eyes and a hooked yellow beak with a grey tip. He's just flapped his wings to hop into the air and get a better grip on his prey. The prey appears to be the remains of a Downy Woodpecker, with the head and most of the upper body torn away. However, the remaining feathers appear to have the characteristic black and white pattern on the tail to suggest either a Downy or Hairy Woodpecker. There are grey and black feathers scattered about. The sky in the background is an overcast grey. End ID]

Just after that, the Hawk flew off between the houses and was gone. It made me a little sad to think that one of our regular feeder visitors was now somebody's lunch, but it's somewhat comforting to think that our neighborhood must have a fairly healthy ecosystem. At least we have enough small birds and other prey around to convince the raptors to keep coming back to their favorite hunting grounds!

[stevengrantandmarcspector]

my favorite thing about episode four by far is that we see khonshu once (1) in his stone prison to remind us of his existence, and then never again the rest of the episode

poor murder bird has been forgotten