Aaa i need someone to roleplay with

"I know that already." Mikhail stood up after a few seconds, his white wings instantly expanding and making him seem bigger.

Alex's lips tightened with a brief glimpse of frustration. It was a little amusing, watching the shorter kid agonize over his helplessly small build. "Well, you'll have to sleep outside then," when they weren't sitting, Alex seemed so harmless. Like a sassy rodent. Harmless—all bark, no bite. Besides, he'd admitted to losing a fight to a female.

"I already figured that would happen." Mikhail said, glancing out the glass room to see if there were any more people staring at them.

"Fine," he exhaled in reply. There was people smiling with amusement, watching Alex trying to intimidate Mikhail.

Mikhail smiled for the fraction of a second before trying to hide the base of his wings as he tried his best to make it look like he wasn't actually trying, he didn't want to talk about why he did it. "So….."

"So?" Alex replied too readily.

"What do you want to do?" Mikhail asked.

He shifted his jaw indignantly. "I'dunno."

"I guess we're just going to stand here then." He muttered, leaning his back against the wall.

Alex turned his head to look at a couple children who'd gathered behind the glass to see them. "Well, I mean… I can't ignore them," he came up with an excuse to leave.

"Okay then, you can go to the children," Mikhail replied, staying where he was as he glanced at the children.

Alex dropped down onto his hands, scampering like a cat towards the glass.

The children giggled as they watched the man run towards him, some also laughed but backed away slightly.

He sat down in front of the glass, smiling widely at them. He opened his wings a little, naturally with curiosity.

The kids that giggled smiled back and waved excitedly at them. The ones that had backed away slightly also smiled but didn't wave back.

His breath left a cloud on the glass. Mikail saw, trailing down Alex's spine, a series of spindly scars.

Mikhail looked worried for a bit and looked around, he wasn't going to ask him about the scars. The children watched him curiously, not sure what they were going to do.

Alex started to follow them when they walled down the hall.

They quickly stopped dead then walked backwards for no reason, their eyes on Alex the whole time.

Alex blinked with amusement, and simply followed.

They just kept switching every so often for no reason. Mikhail quietly watched with amusement, his eyes constantly switching between Alex and the kids.

A small rabbit hopped past Mikhail. Probably Alex's dinner.

Mikhail glanced at the dinner and let it hop past him, not sure how it had gotten in here.

Alex turned his head sharply. Unlike humans, birdfolk had the insanely sharp and attuned senses of raptors– hawks, kestrels, eagles, to name a few examples. Which also means their sense of smell kind of sucks.

The children quickly stopped and watched the man curiously.

His gaze locked onto the small creature, freezing like a wildcat before a pounce.

Mikhail looked a but surprised but stayed where he was, not sure what Alex was going to do.

Birdfolk didn't have any notable appendages like claws or scorpion tails. So just like humans, they had to find other means for hunting or gathering. But with Alex, he crouched down, took a few steps, and simply crushed the creature to death by leaping onto it.

Mikhail quickly looked away, closing his eyes shut. Some of the children did the same but most of them just ran away.

Alex picked up the rabbit by its leg, and walked to his nest-room to eat.