The Falcon

They’re cool.

Even saying the name is. Falcon. Go ahead, say it and see how cool you feel.

What’s cooler you ask?

A Falconer.

Aw yeah. And we got one.

This armored birdman escorted us one Falcon, one Hawk and one Beer… er, Owl... to hunt the thousand nesting starlings here at the plant. In a single evening, these things can do some damage. Check this out, the owl alone eats four birds. Impressive on its own merit, but then it kills ten to twelve more...just for sport!

And they don’t just brutalize any bird. Oh no. They like to hunt down the “alpha-leaders”.

Hired Bird Assassins...

Rock on.