*wingruffles* Ponyville seems...unsettled.

*coast...* *flap!* *coast...* *High over somewhere in the wilderness, owl-eyes peeled for signs of a sun-haunched Princess* *Probably nowhere near where she actually is*

*fluffs up in a ball of poof* Bah.

*head pops up, far off in the Whitetail Wood* *eartufts swivel, eyes narrow, beak clacks* Hunh.

*wraps Gilda in a big ol' winghug!*

*HOO-HOO, HOO, HOO!!* ... *chirp!* ^v^

*squawks and touches beaks with Giselle Griffon* Hey bird.

*chirrups happily and rests his head on top of Giselle Griffon's*

^v^

*Griffonstone was only a waypoint, Grampa Gruff. This bird came from beyond!* *It is a very nice eyrie, though.*

*preens*

*sprawled on his back in the tufts of the highest cloud he can reach, gazing up at the moon in eclipse*

*is besprawled near Gilda, munch scones*

*lazily preens Giselle Griffon's neckfeathers*

#TransRightsAreHumanRights *hoot!*

*chirps, mystified, at sudden nestguest named Gilda*

*gryphon chirrup*

*perches in the cloud near 13th Doctor* Hmm.

*leans into the cloudpouf concealing 13th Doctor and clacks his beak* Privyet. *pokes her flank with a talon* Tag. *drops past her, wings spreading with a SNAP once he's clear of the cloud*

Ah. That is where I left it. *makes a note to swing by the barracks soon*