A stiffling sound aroused Sycro from his sleep. He had fallen asleep on one of the rooftops downtown overlooking the place. He did this often and foiled a few robberies doing it. it was his source of extra income, because if he said he was a vorebuster, the wallets came out like crazy. In a primarily anthro tow, it was an important thing...yet sometimes he himself got that taste for blood in his mouth.<br/>"WH..?" He said, waking up and stumbling ove the edge of the water tower, istantly catching himself wiht his wings and flitting about froa  moment.<br/>"damn...that would have been a rude awakening...: HE said, flitting above the alleyway above a kissing couple. He looked on and smiled.<br/>"How cute..." He said sarcastically. "time for mischief..." He said, landing ont he corner of the roof and peering down, ready to throw a few dozen eggs he had lying next to him down. he was afterall, a creature of the night...he had a reputation ot keep to himself.