Out of the dark a truly gigantic bird comes walking in her drection. As it gets closer it is easier to see it's a big black vulture. Someone who knew their prehistoric animals might think Argentavis magnificens which was the shape the angel took.

He was not perturbed by much and certainly not spending time as a bird. He trots, sort of ungainly, toward the smell of feathers which is comforting in this form. Though his form has changed the blindness has not and he is only guessing at what he is approaching.