~Jakuza (jah-koo-za)~
The immense Battleheart glanced around uncomfortably at the humanoids and pets around him. He knew they were staring. Staring at him with judgmental eyes. All of them wondering why he was here. All of them expecting him to turn vicious at the drop of a hat and snap someone up. Several pets that were just playing and having a good time would drop what they were doing and run at the sight of him. Jakuza emitted a sigh that came out as a soft growl deep in his throat. Of course that sent whispers throughout the park.
Normally, the misunderstood creature would never be somewhere as inhabited as here, but he was here for a reason. Jakuza had heard of the little bird called a Mr. Wilson. He heard they were rather cute creatures that could be taught to speak like a parrot. He figured if he could befriend such a gentle bird, he wouldn't be so misunderstood and he'd have a friend besides the other battlehearts back home.
Raising his large head, he sniffed the air for any signs of the bird he searched for. More whispers from the surrounding onlookers. "He's probably scoping out the most delicious one.." Jakuza ignored the draculi's remark. His taloned feet meshed the soft grass as he searched for not only a Mr. Wilson, but also a less crowded spot. Around his neck was a small pouch of birdseed and next to that a bag of crackers.