Watch the birdy....
There's a flash and two small forms suddenly appear, streaking toward the sign as they grapple in the air. At the last moment they notice their surroundings and pull up to land awkwardly on the ground.
"Slaggit, Sunstreaker, get off my back," says the melanistic peregrine falcon. "Nobody can see us here."
"Uh...." The golden female hops off of him and looks down at herself. "Skywarp?"
"What... SLAGGING PIT!?!" His feathers poof and he examines his wings with shock. "I'm squishy!"
"I'm shedding... eewwwwwww," says Sunstreaker with dismay. "What happened?"
"Ddddddddd." Skywarp shakes vigorously, then sneezes at the resultant minor dust storm. "Bleah. How'm I supposed to know? I'm just a grunt and nobody tells me anything."
"We need to find help." Sunstreaker absently spreads her wings and hops up onto a couch.
"Who's gonna talk to a bird?" Skywarp follows, hunching his shoulders and looking around suspiciously.
"Slaggit, Sunstreaker, get off my back," says the melanistic peregrine falcon. "Nobody can see us here."
"Uh...." The golden female hops off of him and looks down at herself. "Skywarp?"
"What... SLAGGING PIT!?!" His feathers poof and he examines his wings with shock. "I'm squishy!"
"I'm shedding... eewwwwwww," says Sunstreaker with dismay. "What happened?"
"Ddddddddd." Skywarp shakes vigorously, then sneezes at the resultant minor dust storm. "Bleah. How'm I supposed to know? I'm just a grunt and nobody tells me anything."
"We need to find help." Sunstreaker absently spreads her wings and hops up onto a couch.
"Who's gonna talk to a bird?" Skywarp follows, hunching his shoulders and looking around suspiciously.