Codak had been in his jackdaw form, on one of his regular night time flights. So far, the night was peaceful, the air underneath his wings carrying him higher into the sky. That's when he heard the raised voices, the screaming. He circled round and slowly began to descend, finally landing on a roof. He was perched on the arial, where he had a pretty good view of the alleyway below. He cringed, letting off a soft caw as he watched, horrified. He had to bring a wing up to cover his face halfway through, as he felt he was going to be sick and that was never good for a bird, because they couldn't be sick.
He lowered his wing when he heard sirens approaching, and looked back down into the alley. All that remained was a body, sprawled out on the ground, limbs facing in a manner of different, awkward looking direction. The thing, whatever it had been, was gone. He had a feeling though, that he might know what it was. Vampire... He watched as the two policemen dealt with the body, raising his head afterwards and looking around. Finally his curiosity got the better of him, and he jumped off the thin steel that made up his perch, flapping his wings quickly and going upwards into the dark grey, almost blueish, sky.
He tilted his head downwards, tail fanning as he scanned the area below him. There... He'd spotted two figures on a roof. One of them had to be the one from the alley. He folded his wings, diving downwards through the night. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of the air rushing past him, ruffling his feathers, encasing him in his own little pod-like thing. He loved this. Just loved it. Suddenly his wings snapped open, eyes doing the same, as he landed neatly on the end of the roof, taking a few steps forewards. He watched the two in front of him, listening, taking the chance to give his chest feathers a quick preen.