Birds of prey are the best, this looks sweet ^^

Thank you! It was thanks to your suggestion that I decided to try drawing an avian character at all.

I don't think I've seen many falcons in the fandom before. Or at least in vore stuff? Which seems odd, now that I think about it. She looks pretty great though. :B

Birds in general don't seem to be super popular! Not sure why.

*would be prey to that birdy anyday*

please tell me this will become one of your common characters.

That wasn't my original intention with this picture, but I like how it came out, so I may just decide to keep her.

Goo adorable to escape, too dangerious for rodents n#n;

Indeed, rodents should probably try to keep their distance, lest they be hypnotized by the cuteness.

T...too late... @#@

Mmmmmm, large birds make marvelous press.

I imagine a prior scene, the thin falcon having a chat at the bar with a mouse about half her size looking up at her.

Yes, I could imagine that. ^_^

The cute white furred mousette took a sip from her drink and grinned, her white bucktoothed head tilted way back as she stared up at the falcon towering over her she'd been chatting with. "So, you the sort that ever goes after live prey?" she squeaked coyly. Ohhhh, Alice's heart fluttered as the falcon gave her a beaky teasing grin. It was perhaps unwise for a mouse to tease a falcon, but Alice loved birds of prey, so tall, regal, powerful. Besides, they were in a public bar surrounded by other patrons. The falcon was hardly likely to go hunting in he. . .

*Snatch!* *SQUEAL!!!* *clatter*

Alice's glass fell to the floor as the huge falcon's beak clamped shut over her head and chest and yanked her up into the air! Little feet kicked looking for some purchase as the falcon reared her head up and back and *Gulp!* began her meal. A few patrons glanced over at the sight of the pert skirt clad rump and frantically thrashing legs and tail sliding down the bird's beak, but no one was going to come between a falcon and her meal.

Alice was gulped down in short order and forced to curl up in the falcon's stomach, powerful enzymes soaking her clothes which quickly began to fall apart. "Ohmigosh!" the stunned mouse thought, while powerful muscles kneaded the enzymes into her fur and into her body. "She did it! She really ate me!" she exclaimed, uncertain if she was more excited or more terrified. Not that it made any difference now.

Meanwhile, the falcon let out a satisfied sigh and went on to fraternize with the other patrons, her belly engorged. For now it would be safe for other rodents to come up and admire the bird of prey; she'd eaten enough for one day!