#weird gryphons

[kvalenagle]

On the last post, a fan reached out to ask who the strangest gryphon in all of GryphIns was. I spend so much time writing the world that sometimes I forget just how many unusual characters there are!

In a world of hooded pitohui, flamingos, and smilodons, who do you think are the most interesting gryphs? 🎨 Interior art of the Reeve of Crestfall (American flamingo + serval) by Brenda Lyons (Windfalcon) from The Ruins of Crestfall.

[draconym]

Crane/ferret?

Oh. Terrible.

[anefan]

LOST CATBIRD. The B was backwards. Underneath it, a smear of blue and green – feathers? – seemed to sweep up into wings and around to a fuzzy, distinctly bird-shaped head. Yellow beak. A flash of red underbelly over four clawed, white feet. The longer Stiles stared at the hand-drawn sign, the more it called to him. He swiped a copy from the station to shove in Derek’s face at the loft. “Look at this.”

Derek drew his head back enough to see it, looked at the paper, looked at Stiles, back at the paper, back at Stiles. “It’s very cute,” he said, equal parts condescending and encouraging.

Stiles huffed. “Fuck off, I didn’t draw it. Derek gave him one of those sharp smiles that made his heart do a weird flutter thing and also made him want to punch Derek in the face. “Some kid is putting these posters up. I think it’s been keeping whatever the fuck this is as a pet.”

Derek rolled his eyes. “Or it’s a very creative innocent prank. This is a quetzal gryphon. Whoever drew this must have seen a picture somewhere; they’ve been extinct for centuries.”

“Okay,” Stiles said, drawing it out. “That was not the objection I expected. Quetzal gryphon. Fine. Animals that were thought extinct show up all the time! Like that wild hamster that wandered over and posed for scientists for half an hour.” He paused to watch something outside the window. “Is that a hummingbird feeder?”

“Focus,” Derek said, but when Stiles squinted at him he looked faintly embarrassed.

“It’s cool,” Stiles said. “You should put flowers on the roof deck, maybe some nice little shrub things. Oh and one of those heating lamps! Benches and stuff, like a seating area, you could have—”

“You didn’t take Adderall today,” Derek realized, and he uncurled from the couch to make some coffee.

Stiles made a face. “I’m out. I had three papers to write last week and I kept—that doesn’t matter! Don’t you want to test your skills as an apex predator to track a rare creature and help a civilian in distress?”

“You know me so well,” Derek said dryly, and Stiles, grinning, pumped his fist in victory.

[draconym]

So of course you all remember Denise, but yesterday I opened my mail to find:

PHYLLIS

Denise was very excited to meet someone she has so much in common with. Phyllis, likewise, was very excited. She is a hugger but she also respects boundaries. They are already making plans to go Geocaching together.

Thanks for being a bright spot in our year, @wildandwackypets​ :)

[draconym]

Some old art of mine that I still like: turkey vulture/sphynx cat gryphon from 2010.

[draconym]

I want all of your trash griffons as stickers. They are amazing and I want to plaster them everywhere

You got it! They’re up on Redbubble now!

[draconym]

Could you make a service griffon, please. Maybe a lab mixed with a corvid?

This thick billed ravendog is very bonded to its owner and can perform a wide variety of tasks. Also, it can talk.