Zakviel

It was a nice day, the sun was shining, the birds were singing and anyway it was summer, it was hot. But despite the blazing sun, the meeting took place. In this country, there were only 28 humanoid hybrids. All of them had some kind of admixture. Mostly animals, but there could be other creatures, such as devils, snow or even apples. The guys sometimes gathered to keep everyone informed of what was going on, and often such gatherings ended with simple conversations, arguments, games or trips to the bar of one of Jay's guys. And here we go, another meeting. There are sofas and armchairs and tables, everything that is allowed and not allowed. And despite the round table and chairs in the middle, few people were sitting at it. It seemed like the meeting itself had ended and the guys stayed to talk and just chat. Neo was sitting here because of his friend Nika's request. He wasn't really eager to support the dialogue and was just waiting for it to end, so as not to upset his friend. But then one of the guys finally paid attention to him Alceste: Listen, Neo, what kind of animal are you? Your wings are too big for a white dove. All the guys turned to look at the boy, who didn’t even realize how he became the center of attention. Niki: by the way, yes, even I don’t know. Neo didn't want to give a hint, or even talk in general, but there were already about 7 people discussing Neo's origin. His wings were the largest and most beautiful of all, and beautifully snow-white, because he took good care of them and didn't let anyone touch them. Then another winged one came up. Zakviel. A raven guy, with raven habits. Like everyone else, he loved to take everything shiny and metallic to his base. And he adored mechanisms since childhood. He didn't take care of his wings and rarely used them, so they were always unkempt. It even hurt Neo to look at this

• I can determine who he is only if he gives me his wings to look at. Neo even became interested. He didn't want anyone to know that he was a beautiful bird of love - a swan, since it contradicts his character and pride. But it's interesting how the raven will try to guess his origin.

Zakviel was wearing a khaki coat, a black turtleneck underneath, and black pants. but his belt had several belts hanging from it and a century-old one with various feeders and tools in them.