The smoke-like mist that wrapped around him was rather quick in it's work, because he knew exactly what he was asking for- large wings unfurling outwards as he spun. All the better for himself with the momentum as 76 took flight on feathered wings, dodging through a few branches gracefully enough.

There were ear-like feather tufts on his head and- well.

That was very much a great horned owl that was flying just below Reaper, "I've got no control over that."