The animal within
erion whispered in my ear. "yes." "choose one of the blankets - or one of the rugs. whichever you like," erion said. i stood up, looked around, and eventually grabbed a thick blanket.
Two Birds: One Dragon
erion clacked his beak, and preened his feathers. he'd wait for the dragon to make his move. the gryphon didn't need to wait long, either. as irksome as erion was, ral'ek knew how it could be all too well.
All About the Timing
A mark upon their tribe that would decide the course of erion culture for centuries to come.