Tobias was flying high over his meadow,his eyes looking for the perfect time to strike.He was as pure as a red-tailed hawk could ever be.He had a reddish like tail of long straight feathers.The rest of his back was matted dark brown.He had big shoulders that looked kind of hunched,like a football lineman ready for the snap.Tobias's head was streamlined.His eyes were brown and goldish and fierce as he looked over the deadly weapon that was his beak down below at the prey in his meadow.
He had long since let the hawk instincts take over his mind and body after losing the one thing he cared about his friends and original Animorphs group.As about a few months ago,during a mission to try and save Jake's brother,Visser Three had surprised them and attacked them all with dracon beams before anyone could think of any counterattack.Tobia s had been one of the lucky ones to get out alive as he only had a few tail feathers burned off and some feathers missing,however it was different for his friends as they all died right before him and he could do nothing but watch as the one he really cared for,Rachel,had died right before his eyes.
After the attack,Tobias had attended the funeral of Rachel as he took her ashes and carried them off before he spread them over his own meadow as well as over the beach,where he and Rachel had flown side by side so many times.Afterwards,Tobias kept himself away from the humans and just lived like a normal hawk,as he had no more friends in the world,and the one he truly loved was gone forever.