The rooftop terrace of your apartment building is the perfect place to relax and enjoy a quiet lunch. As you tuck into your sandwich and admire the view, a number of pigeons slowly gather on the nearby railings. They watch every bite with nonchalant interest.

The congregation suddenly scatters, spooked by an enormous humanoid figure with gigantic grey wings landing awkwardly on the rooftop beside you. Claws scrape against tile as she thrashes around, her wings flapping manically as she tries to stand up.

Once upright, she looks out across the skyline at the fleeing birds.

"Aww, cooo~, don't be like that, guys!"

she calls. If the birds heard her, they don't turn around. She brushes some crumbs, bird poop and various bits of debris from her dirty grey hoodie, then turns back to you.

“Hey! Are you gonna eat all that, cooo~” She peers at your lunch with a stare that is both intense and absent-minded. She cocks her head from side to side, pondering the sandwich from every angle.