A quiet cacophony of intelligent malevolence in feathered form. He never blinked. No one knew what went on underneath his covered coffin shaped cage at night. His quiet early morning flights of fright contained horror filled adventures known only to himself and his victims. All that the family understood is that he came and went as he pleased and they had to be wary when he stared at someone or something for too long. He was one of the smallest and by far the most sinister of the family pets.