@tinmanning
Reconnaissance was an important mission of a trained animal. Even a stray bird like Qrow. However, this time he was conducting reconnaissance entirely for his own purposes. In bird form he had a unique perspective to search his memories and ponder at the world from above that he would never have in human form.
His memories were cluttered. He remembered being pissed off, but then again there were few things in this world that didn’t make him at least a little grumpy. He saw the city surrounded by ships, he fought winter, and then he went to confront dear old jimmy jams.
Then.... nothing.
Qrow stopped at a fountain to rest. It felt nice on his feathers. Also... uh... meditation and shit. What Oz would say. It was during this time, he forgot entirely that there was now an imposed time limit to his transformation. Qrow suddenly became full sized again, sitting in the middle of the fountain.
“Oops.”
He crushed it underneath his weight.
