to the edge of the earth...
an odd encounterThe light breeze played with your hair as you sat and admired the view. The mountains of Kawdon were very beautiful, and you had scampered your way up a tall ridge which faced west towards the ocean. The forest around these foot lands were rarely ventured because of the rocky terrain, but you had decided to explore never-the-less. And just as the sun touched the sea and began to plunge below the distant waves, you heard a rustle.
Oh! You jumped and spun around at the voice, it's not often we get visitors who come on foot here, this mountain is mainly ruled by birds. Well, there's the occasional goat or mountain lion, but that's about it. Sat behind you was a little peculiar bird. It looked like an owl, but clearly wasn't, and it's bright blue eyes bored into yours.
Oh, stop looking at me like that! I'm not exactly a full bird, I'm a type of griffin, A Rivian Avianous Strix Gryphus, but uh, that's quite a mouthful, so we are also known as the Rivian Whoot. She stared at you with a curious smile.
You know it's getting late, and there's mountain lion prowling these parts, so let's continue this conversation elsewhere. The whoot clicked her fingers... *poof*