The Muthafucking BEARHAWK
Fabled creature of myth and legend, the Bearhawk started as a joke amongst coworkers – the ultimate predator.
Mother Nature just crapped her pant suit, ladies and gentlemen – imagine, if you will, a bear with fucking wings. Thats right, WINGS.
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run – Jean Claude Van Damme wouldn’t last a minute with a Bearhawk on his ass.
And so I give the most bloodthirsty, vicious, coldblooded killing machine to grace the natural order: