Archer didn't mind the scrutiny. He was perfectly fine with staring back; he suspected the other did so beneath his shades. His own draconic features were easily noticeable - red branching horns growing from his temples, dark leathery wings, scales resembling reddish snake skin framing his face. It was a visual reminder that newcomers would go through the same changes as he once did.

To be perfectly honest the worst thing with growing wings was not the pain, but how hard it was to find a well-designed dress shirt that would fit despite the changes.

What's most noticeable to trained eye, aside his dark formal outfit, how despite his relaxed posture he kept on guard.

The curious kitten made Archer act; with nothing to draw its attention with he had to think fast. Luckily his companion had been growing into his new feathers (literaly taken) and Archer could swipe a stray feather from his ear. Sorry (not sorry) for making your ears target to curious kittens, pal.