by Alpha* » Sun Feb 23, 2014 3:47 pm
Am helps the young gryphon right himself. "You are too young to have spent much time with Morag..." she muses with a fond chuckle. Then, with another smile she is gone.
The baby inside mutters again and then Meeps shrilly. In a few minutes a tiny white gryphlett sits in the sands, sopping wet but drying quickly - born just like Ammon had been- with no coloring. He blinks and waggles his 'abnormally' long tail.

“Thanks to all those in any kind of uniform and to those who have been in uniform.”
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“Sadly i have a life outside CS with a job...and other things[color=#00BFFF]”
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