Phil smiles, holding out his hand for Radar to inspect.
They're much like bird feet at the ends of his fingers. There are black talons curving out from where his fingernails should be. Scales emerge from them, fading back into skin before they reach the knuckles. Radar's closest comparison would likely be his chickens, the little raptors that they are, but these claws are different; though perfectly capable of bloodshed, the chicken's feet are for scratching and digging at the dirt. Phil's talons are hooked. They have the telltale scratches of having been filed and ground down to harmless nubs, without which they would have no doubt been pitiless weapons, meant to grab and never let go.
"I'm part owl," he explains. "So I've got a lot of bird stuff going on, including these. Thankfully they don't get in the way of too much. I can still pay piano, although it took some time to figure out."
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They're much like bird feet at the ends of his fingers. There are black talons curving out from where his fingernails should be. Scales emerge from them, fading back into skin before they reach the knuckles. Radar's closest comparison would likely be his chickens, the little raptors that they are, but these claws are different; though perfectly capable of bloodshed, the chicken's feet are for scratching and digging at the dirt. Phil's talons are hooked. They have the telltale scratches of having been filed and ground down to harmless nubs, without which they would have no doubt been pitiless weapons, meant to grab and never let go.
"I'm part owl," he explains. "So I've got a lot of bird stuff going on, including these. Thankfully they don't get in the way of too much. I can still pay piano, although it took some time to figure out."