Legion of Sytarel - Ch. 29: Victorious
gryph stood beside him, gripping his shoulder where his pauldrons had been cleaved by an axe. blood ran through his fingers and covered his hand.
Darkened Skies: Chapter 35:Gryphon's Reward
Her claws extended as she neared the blue gryph, eager to sink into him with each passing second. around his legs the snow rose up, swirling to catch and ensnare his limbs in a chilly embrace.
Darkened Skies: Chapter 24: The Library
“course, poor gryph. he was trying to court her. might not happen now thanks to you. human woman can be so sensitive about that sort of thing." “most of us don't like being watched." “that's not what i've seen."
Bahamut's Light: Chapter 42
He was doing just as the gryph had said, flat feet, like it was just the normal of doing it. he couldn’t help but blush, “i…don’t know.” “it’s the after effect!”
Bahamut's Light: Chapter 6
The gryph whined, “which i imagine are as soiled as ever.” he quivered as arcturus gently laid hands upon his feathery neck, trying to sooth him. “sorry for the abysmal state. it _was_ supposed to be a triumphant reunion.
Scales and Honor- Swirling Storm: Chapter 21
The gryph let out a shriek into the air, and dove at ramakox with renewed purpose. the blue dragon growled as the two closed the distance between another.
Bahamut's Light: Chapter 4
Replied gray, "those men and gryphs were dead the moment they touched the ground, and i'd not trade drenedarian lives for those that stole our people's lands from them." "did any gryphons scatter as it crashed?"
Dreamtail on station
The larger gryphons were equipped with a cross between a rifle and pistol that was contoured to their talon hands and front legs, the smaller gryphs relied more on tactful deployment of ordinance, and their speed to give them the edge.
Bahamut's Light: Chapter 9
Mug hissed as the gryph pounded his wings, “or else i’ll fucking be cross!” arcturus raced through the destroyed sea of tents and fragmented carts, easily mistaken for just one of many humanoids keeping their distance from the dragons.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 11: Drinks, Dragons, and Disasters
“what if that gryph is a bastard?” pyretalon fluffed his feathers, tail lashing. “he could need me.” lyra smirked. “now you sound like a mother hen. or is this you wanting to sabotage the poor guy so you can swoop in?” he narrowed his gaze.
Darkened Skies: Chapter 1: Crimson Sky
For a brief moment with the gryph's crown feathers extended and fierce gaze the dragon forgot he had been a simple guard back at entis. he honestly looked like one of his fierce adventurer friends.
City of Light: Chapter 7
“there's gryph ball i heard; i think we have enough two leggers around for two teams." she mused, tapping her beak, “then there is sunbathing, always a treat, go for a gentle flight, oh there's a steam nearby if you fancy a swim."