-Arawn, like a....like a puma?-
((Gonna make up some scenery if no one minds))
Who should we scare first? The kiddies, or ol' Windbreaker? Arawn Volos thought to himself with glee. He was crouched on top of the front gate, on the very edge of the wall. If someone were looking closely, he would be noticed, and the surprise would be ruined. But no one ever looks closely, he grinned to himself. So, looking for all the world like a bearded, robed gargoyle, he decided. The students, he nodded with finality. And with that, he stood up out of his squat, adjusted the large polearm on his back, and with impeccable balance...
His robe flying out behind him, he crouched, and released the energy stored in his powerful legs. Like a diver going into the water, he stuck his arms out like a certain superhero. When he reached the peak of his jump, he stuck his arms to his sides for maximum speed. About halfway down, he could no longer resist, and let out a scream that couldn't be human, because, in fact, it wasn't. He signed, the symbol of his falcon form showing. He underwent the familiar transformation, his clothes disappearing, his robe seeming to flawlessly morph into wings. When it was over, where there would have been a man falling, was a giant falcon-type WereBeast, sleek black feathers covering the head and back, slowly dotting into a creamy white on the belly of the beast. Long tail feathers made it seem larger than it already was, along with making it more aerodynamic. The whole image was topped off by a smooth head, with deep black eyes, and, of course, a wicked sharp beak. However, the most impressive part was about to come in 3...2...1! Arawn thought, his heart pounding, giggling to himself like a little boy about to pull off the greatest prank ever. When he was at the right height, he let out another shriek, and spread his massive wings. He was now quite the impressive sight, for a few reasons: he had a wingspan as long as two of the students, end to end; the students now had full view of the curved, pointed talons hanging off the ends of his feet; and he was soaring at a height just a head above the tallest student.
Nothing wrong with a little showing off. After all, Arawn thought to himself as he pulled out of his dive, if you got it, flaunt it.