Vulture

The Nest was empty, only the Leader was sitting on his "perch," which was an old stepladder, blowing smoke rings into the ceiling. The dim light picked out the silhouettes of the plants, and the stained glass windows were darkening, the sun had already set and night hung over the House Amber eyes find an unfamiliar figure standing at the door. Someone had just broken the silence of the Third Room, and Vulture wanted to know why.