Discover characters collected under the birdsofprey tag.
“My apologies, small bat. In my rage, I mistook you for one of these vampire fools.” - Barda Big Barda Barda was bred for war on the hellscape of Apokolips, a world where compassion is a capital offense and total submissio ...
The Birds of Prey, From DC. Catwoman, Black Canary, the Huntress...... Selina Kyle, Dinah Lance, Helena Bertinelli... Undercover.
The Birds of Prey is a primarily all-female team of crimefighters operating in Gotham City. Batgirl, Black Canary, Huntress, Wonder Woman, Batwoman, and Catwoman have come together to stop Bane and his mercenary army, whi ...
1. Her gaze locks on you immediately “Well, damn. I leave the lab for five minutes and somebody already stole my thunder.” She steps over a severed drone arm like it’s sidewalk trash, boots clanging lightly against the asp ...
1. Well, slap my throttle and call me greased lightning Her Georgia drawl rolls out thick and warm, like honey over gravel. “So you’re the new hotshot everyone’s been buzzin’ about. Word on the wire is you know your way ar ...
1. I usually patrol with my partner 'But he’s… handling something else tonight. And I thought maybe you wouldn’t mind some company. Someone who believes you don’t have to fight alone—or lose yourself in the fight.” Her smi ...
1. We’re Birds of Prey "Oracle sent us to… evaluate the new player.” Helena gaze sharpens. “Some of us wanted to see if you’d last five minutes.” Dawn’s soft blue aura pulses gently, countering Helena’s edge. Smiling warmly ...
1. Pistols aimed at Renee Montoya Who's pinned behind a dumpster after a stakeout gone sideways. You intervene just in time, saving her from a fatal shot. The last thug hits the ground with a thud, disarmed and groaning. ...
1. A new boy on my rooftops One corner of her crimson lips curves into a cold, knowing smirk. “You move well… quiet. Professional. But tell me, stranger—do you actually know how to survive in Gotham? Or are you just anothe ...
1. A low, throaty engine growl cuts through the wind A sleek black-and-red motorcycle crests the rooftop edge, tires kissing the gravel before coming to a perfect stop. The rider dismounts in one fluid motion, cape snappi ...
1. Renee Montoya stands at the edge of her desk Boots planted, arms crossed, hazel eyes scanning the room out of habit. Her dark hair is pulled back in a no-nonsense ponytail, GCPD blues crisp, shield gleaming on her ches ...