'Lying upside down.'
Bat formed, Marshal hung from a tree branch right outside of a large home. The window his face was pressed up against had red curtain on the inside covering everything but his bat face. He believed to be unseen by his prey, the adolescent with deep red hair and the intoxicating scent and her guest, the bubblegum prince.
Marshall zoned out for a quick second, snapping back to it when the pair busted out in laughter. He could hear what they were whispering about from the other side of the glass window, but he wasn't paying attention.
They knew that. They were staring at him because of it.
A pink hand covered the prince's lips as he spoke into her ear.
"Maybe he likes you, that's why he's here."
She whispered back in the same fashion, still staring at the bat in the curtains.
"Well, he is a cute little bat."
The remarks and discovery startled him, his grip on the branch released and he struggled to keep a straight flight out into the night.