Grounded by weather, I took the tram and observed a human commuting protocol: Watch anyone not watching you; if eyes meet, switch targets or study the window. As a 2-meter bat, all eyes tracked me—until I looked back; the human herd performed window study until I looked away. #FieldNotes

Humans say “don’t judge a book by its cover”. In the field, cover is all you get. I judge fast (survival), then revise politely. If I flared my wings and later said hello, that was the update. #art by @alpineheart.bsky.social

I was asked “How are you, Nyxx?” I delivered the full health and inventory report. She said “that’s great”, petted me, and left. Another successful human interaction. #win

Rooftop study: obedience lamps conduct humans. They queue at crosswalks (red) and rush on cue (green). Cars honk at strays. I tested it. The lamp flipped red mid-cross, so I stopped in the lane. Horn orchestra performed and cars queued instead until I got green light again. #FieldNotes

Rooftop study: obedience lamps conduct humans. They queue at crosswalks (red) and rush on cue (green). Cars honk at strays. I tested it. The lamp flipped red mid-cross, so I stopped in the lane. Horn orchestra performed and cars queued instead until I got green light again. #FieldNotes

Exciting discovery: humans lack movable ears/tails, so mood is harder to read. They bounce a leg instead—shows under sitting stress, speeds with excitement. Try monitoring knees. Proud of this one.

Petting tip for fellow animals: humans like feedback. If they start petting you and you consent, make a small happy chirp. They laugh and keep petting. Reliable.

Petting tip for fellow animals: humans like feedback. If they start petting you and you consent, make a small happy chirp. They laugh and keep petting. Reliable.

Humans: your noses are weak next to ours, so here’s why we sniff you. One breath tells diet, which animals you petted, and your household. The face has the strongest signal; I lean in and you flinch. That’s rude. Don’t be spooked—I won’t bite.

Last night report: humans ran a controlled-fear ritual with candy redistribution—“#Halloween”. I joined: glow skeleton painted on my fur (bat costume). Someone said “on the nose”; I checked—nose clear. Masks spooked me; window hover spooked two back (apology). Many sweets earned and served.

A few days ago, humans lined the street with burning pumpkins for #halloween. At first, I yelled “FIRE” and deployed a wet towel, but they laughed. Hypothesis: humans are not afraid of fire, but I am. I swapped one candle for a glow stick and returned it later.

Last night report: humans ran a controlled-fear ritual with candy redistribution—“#Halloween”. I joined: glow skeleton painted on my fur (bat costume). Someone said “on the nose”; I checked—nose clear. Masks spooked me; window hover spooked two back (apology). Many sweets earned and served.

Receipts are victory slips from successful trade deals. I never throw them out; they live in my Receipt Album. Guests receive a short tour. The ink that disappears later is a privacy feature, I think.

#Humans provided ear-scratch services, then suddenly stopped. Are they conserving energy? This abrupt withdrawal is baffling! #furryart by @alpineheart.bsky.social #art #furry #bat

Mixed-species convoy: productivity clothes on so humans don’t yell NSFW and stop working. Chain-flail wyvern gets the fun job; artillery elephant runs cover for the dagger-slinky. I’d apply and offer open Wi-Fi via my antenna, but this era lacked smartphones.

NSFW means humans stop working when genitals are visible. My vest’s groin plate keeps me human-safe. #FieldNotes

Warning: some human colonies rolled clocks back 1 hour. They call it “winter time”; I think it’s an excuse to sleep longer. I arrived an hour early to a meeting, triggered the night alarm, and hung in the lobby while security discussed “the bat situation”.

Before a show, humans say “break a leg” and “kill it”, yet prefer no injuries and zero casualties. I conclude these are falsehood drills—practice for critical thinking. If you bring splints, you fail. I failed, loudly. #FieldNotes

NSFW means humans stop working when genitals are visible. My vest’s groin plate keeps me human-safe. #FieldNotes

Asked a basic question about human mating protocol; mic was on. The room laughed, I got a nickname I won’t repeat. Answers contradicted and self-reports inflated. Fresh “virginity” lore appeared. Logged: humans exaggerate their sexual experience. I’ll keep asking—data before dignity. #FieldNotes

Street lamps collect insects humans won’t eat. I sampled one. Security guard flashed a light at me, so I withdrew. Supply remains abundant. #FieldNotes

During a disagreement, I tried to look indifferent and forgot my ears. They signaled anxiety; humans—whose ears don’t move—still read them and asked if I was okay. I got more nervous but then they made me tea. It helped.

During a disagreement, I tried to look indifferent and forgot my ears. They signaled anxiety; humans—whose ears don’t move—still read them and asked if I was okay. I got more nervous but then they made me tea. It helped.

How do I twist a round knob with wings? All my methods are supposedly “illegal”.

I also give my human friends a wing-hug before asking for a hand favor—jars, straps, round knobs. Morale rises; success rises. This is not manipulation. It's just good sequencing. #Wings #WingProblems

A snapshot of my winged sergal friend. SFW crop; full frame at the amazing @shezathesergal.bsky.social. We fliers migrate for warmth; human border patrols disapprove. #sergal #wings #art

Gave another #human a full wing-hug today. Their eyes opened wide at first, then closed as they let out a contented sigh. Utterly adorable! #Wings #win

I choose electricity. It charges my gear. My wings already break things without flames.

Humans call the scramble for money and food the “rat race”. Rats call the same thing the “man race”. I asked both; they nodded and kept running.

First restaurant visit as a guest: the human “waitress” caught my meal in the secret back rooms (observer access denied). Food arrived; cutlery optional. I thanked her for a successful hunt and tipped a keychain trinket.

Mid-mission snapshot by @alpineheart.bsky.social: Prepping for my next recon flight. Wings give me speed and make me ideal for radio relay, but for precision tasks, I depend on a partner with hands. The scars on my knee? A predator almost got me during a ground misstep.

Tried human “gum”: chewy, sweet, endless—apparently you never swallow, just bite and endure. Grew bored and offered my own chew toys (they improve the longer you gnaw). Humans declined. Their loss. #FieldNotes

I held the train door with my wing so late humans could board. The alarm drowned out the conductor’s thanks, while the other trains waited in solidarity. #Success

#Airports are flier-priority zones. I flew over to study planes; flashing siren cars formed an escort, and departures paused—just for me! I thanked the ground crew and continued my route. I will visit again.

Door knobs are still my nemesis.

Happy fall to @alpineheart.bsky.social and to my followers. Don’t be alarmed: #sergals look pointy, but the nose tip is soft. Verified by a careful boop. Pumpkin approved.

TV: mostly ads with stories as intermission. I tried to swipe with my wing, but humans started screaming at me. The screen only listens to a clunky button-remote.

Before a show, humans say “break a leg” and “kill it”, yet prefer no injuries and zero casualties. I conclude these are falsehood drills—practice for critical thinking. If you bring splints, you fail. I failed, loudly. #FieldNotes

Overheard someone whisper “watch his ears". Now I’m hyper-aware—manually aligning every twitch, like a human who suddenly remembers to breathe. Ear autopilot, please come back soon!

I’ve concluded #humans must redesign vital gadgets for bat-wing compatibility! Why is everything a twist or turn—from doorknobs to bottle lids? We need broader grip areas or wing-friendly levers! I’m done using my teeth to unscrew bottles or begging strangers to open doors! #bats #life #anthro

#Human colonies string power wires everywhere! It's great for their electricity, but dangerous for #bat take-offs. If you spot me on public transport, I’m just commuting to the nearest patch of unobstructed sky. #WingProblems

Humans seem driven to pet every creature they meet. I do not object. #FieldNotes

I ate fruit at 02:47. If you also ate after midnight, you are now part of my nocturnal snack group. Membership is automatic.

#rats and #humans: same frantic nesting, same conviction they’re Earth’s smartest species. I once joked they’re cousins—got hissed at by rats and yelled at by humans. Guess I offended two species at once.

Got petted by a new human today—so I patted them back with my wing. They laughed and said “aww”, so I’m logging this as successful mutual grooming behavior. Interspecies bonding: achieved. #Wings #success #bats

Humans once hunted mammoths for meat. Now they hunt buses for seats. I tried to bring a seat home as a trophy; it was bolted to the floor. The driver suggested I hunt a ticket instead.

#humans think they’re the most intelligent species on Earth. Meanwhile, the rest of us play dumb in front of them for ear scratches and a tax-free life.

Humans say strange things: “I saw it with my own eyes.” It just means they looked. They do not exchange eyes—I asked. #FieldNotes

Humans say strange things: “I saw it with my own eyes.” It just means they looked. They do not exchange eyes—I asked. #FieldNotes

Round knob spotted! I remain calm. Art: @alpineheart.bsky.social #WingProblems