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[The blue kid is just wandering along, out for some fresh air and to make his rounds digging up breakfast when he catches the gruff annoyed voice from somewhere nearby. He pauses, shifting in closer to a wall to peer slowly around the corner at the new fellow.
Indigo eyes widen as those metal claws slip from his knuckles and he watches the hand bleed from the wounds. That. That was some wicked modifications there man.
Wolverine might catch his scent if his senses are still keen, non-human, not mutant, strange, exotic, mammalian but bird-like as well. He might catch a glimpse of blue and silver from the corner of his eye, peeking around the nearest building before he ducks back. He kinda doesn't want to meet the business end of those claws, he's not stupid.]