A pigeon in plate armour stands on a rocky rise gripping an axe, wings half folded, head turned in profile, lightning behind it.
It is drawn with the same care as every other animal here, right down to the iridescence on the neck. It belongs to a set of animals given full warrior treatment, drawn in dense greyscale with lightning behind them and no caption anywhere on the shirt.
The city pigeon, given a suit of armour and a weapon. It is the most everyday animal in the set and therefore the funniest one to find rendered like this. For anyone who has walked through a square and understood, briefly, who is really in charge there.
