When he was outdoors and wearing his leather jacket, he was feared although he wasn't quite sure why. Unlike others with underground connections, he intended no harm to the people around him. He was simply following in the footsteps of his familial roots.
The pot she brought introduced him into a world of warmth inside her home, quite a different feeling from all he'd previously encountered. Although it wasn't immediately apparent to him what was going to happen next, it was necessary for him to get rid of his leather jacket and to spread his wings.
At last he was free to fly and to adopt his new name of Hawk, short for mosquito hawk, but formally he would be known as crane fly.