Gryphon Clutches [Open]
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Gryphon Clutches [Open]
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Posted 2022-07-07 13:20:13 (edited)
• grasp or seize (something) tightly or eagerly. • the number of eggs laid in a single brood by a nesting pair. Deep in the woods, the cover of trees hides the world beneath. It is quiet in a space that was once loud and full of life. Gryphons once ruled this land. Hunted to extinction, it's rare to see any sign of their existence at all. But you're living proof they still exist, aren't you?
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Heehoo 𓆏 #19992 |
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Posted 2022-07-07 13:22:32 (edited)
Pronouns: She/Her Adult/Adolescent/Chick: Adult Description: A large gryphon, about wolf size. Wolf back legs and fur, head, wings, front legs, and tail of a great grey owl. Hidden ears. Great yellow eyes. Personality: An eccentric loner, Morel is happy to spend time by herself and do things at her own pace. Enjoys little things, like fallen leaves and clear streams. Though she is an adult, she is a young adult. She grew up quickly after her clutch was separated by human hunters, and is optimistic she will find them again. Mate/Family: N/A; Open Other: Would love a partner of any gender, but it is very important to her they are friends first. Name: Privet Pronouns: He/Him Adult/Adolescent/Chick: Adult Description: A small gryphon, about Fox size. Red Fox back legs and fur, with fluffy red thighs that go into red-tailed hawk talons. Large red tailed hawk wings and tail. Big fox ears on an inquisitive hawk head. Personality: Smart, with just a little bit of an ego. He has a very dry sense of humor, and can be hard to read. Has a hard time opening up or showing emotions other than a sort of bored interest in the situation. He grew up and set off on his way before humans and other carnivores found his neck in the woods. He is aware of possible horrors but has not experienced any first-hand. Mate/Family: N/A; Open Other: Would prefer a female mate, but is open. He'll probably be a little flirty, in a snarky kind of way. Editing this as I go. I might draw them for reference at some point.} |
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Posted 2022-07-07 13:44:10
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 WolfyFC | Mela Breeder #11176 |
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Posted 2022-07-08 13:27:14
Name: Akos (ah-kose) Pronouns: He/Him + They/Them Adult/Adolescent/Chick: Young Adult Description: Akos is a roughly medium sized gryphon, although is expected to continue to grow into about the size of a wolf as he gets older. He's a combination of a peregrine falcon and a wolf, with a primarily black and brown mottled wolf body and head. His front legs are that of a falcon, a dark yellow colour with sharp talons. His back legs are the same as his head, being of wolf with black mottled with a dark brown, which almost blends into his fur completely. His tail is peregrine falcon, fading from a black into a dark cream colour towards the end. Akos's wings are black with lighter brown under-feathers that are dotted with small black spots. The same dots also cover his underbelly. Personality: Akos is a quiet gryphon, preferring to remain in solitude than be with his own kind. His temper is a short fuse, ready to spark if the wrong thing is said towards him, although he isn't much of a conversation holder anyway. After the loss of his clutch by them being brutally killed from hunters, the young gryphon was thrown into grief. He was fueled by anger for a long time, and still is to this day. It always seems to simmer just below the surface, always a little visible in his eyes. In his self-made solitude, Akos is lonely. His fear of losing potential friends and family keeps him wary of getting close to others. Still, it isn't easy. On the off chance that he makes a friend or gains a mate, he'll sure as hell be protective of them. His fear of losing others make his protective senses go into overdrive. Akos is just trying his best with the situation that he was dealt. Mate/Family: None. Open to any gender mate, male leaning. Other: Can't think of anything, might add something later tho |
WolfyFC | Mela Breeder #11176 |
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Posted 2022-07-08 21:28:35
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Heehoo 𓆏 #19992 |
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Posted 2022-07-08 21:31:35
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WolfyFC | Mela Breeder #11176 |
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Posted 2022-07-09 09:16:26 (edited)
A large gryphon rested ten feet off the ground, her front talons securing her to a lower branch of a pine tree. Her great grey owl head was turned to face the ground, her eyes wide. She had to be careful to be quiet. A bear was patrolling underneath her. Morel could see thick, brown fur with muscles rolling beneath it. If it stood on its back legs, it's ears might tickle her tail feathers. The bear's nose wiggled as it took deep sniffs of the detritus of the forest floor, then to the air above. It was lazy, probably just looking for a quick snack. Hopefully. Morel wasn't sure she would survive an encounter, but she found herself frozen in a sort of morbid curiosity. Not that she was anything much of a flier, with her body as large as it was. She knew when there were more gryphons, whole flocks could take out large predators if needed. Their bones were too fragile to attempt something so big on their own. The thought troubled her a bit. She would go in the opposite direction as soon as it gave her a little more space. She waited. — Privet patrolled the sky. From the ground, he was barely more than a silhouette. To an untrained eye, he might even be incorrectly identified as a red-tailed hawk. His sharp eyes watched the tree line far below for signs of small prey. There wasn't too much to see. As morning turned to the hot hours of the afternoon, rabbits and other small mammals would find a nice shady spot to hide out in. This is the second time I've patrolled today that I haven't found anything. Privet's ears pinned back tighter to his head and he turned around, heading back to the small burrow he used temporarily as a home. He was hungry. Perhaps it was making him sloppy? He thought absently about his family and if they were alright. How much easier it was to hunt and share food with others. His sisters had always been more talented at it than him, but he'd never admit that out loud. With the finest thud, the gryphon landed first with his talons, then with his delicate fox back legs. He sniffed disapprovingly at himself, and headed north to his burrow. |
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Posted 2022-07-09 14:47:06
Akos stopped in front of a tree, a towering pine reaching high up into the sky. The gryphon's front talons scrapped the ground as his muscles bunched, dark coat rippling with anticipating as his wings slowly spread. He was on the ground one moment then off like a shot the next, flying close to the tree before he tucked his feathers in, landing on a branch with a loud thump. He stood, balancing for a moment before slowly shifting, resting his head on his front claws and tucking his fuzzy hind legs under him. Despite his resting position, that didn't mean that they were relaxed. His slitted eyes remained wide and awake, scanning the ground below and then the sky above interchangeably. Although they couldn't see anyone from his current position, not a soul within sight, he could smell something...someone? His mouth twitched into a silent snarl as he shifted against the tree, dark fur helping conceal him a bit better. Whether it was another gryphon or a human, he didn't know. He didn't want to be around them either way. It had been a long time since he saw another of his kind. The last interaction he truly had was when he was an older hatchling, when he lost his clutch. At the thought, his ears flattened, and a growl rumbled in his throat. 'Stupid humans...' He thought, fur and feather ruffled in his own anger. After a few minutes of his own musing, he let out a long huff before going back to his own scanning, nose locked onto the scent of whatever creature was nearby, |
WolfyFC | Mela Breeder #11176 |
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Posted 2022-07-09 16:29:12 (edited)
Pronouns: she/her Adult/Adolescent/Chick: Adult (young, barely just out of adolescent-hood) Description: Tiny little griffin, a meadowlark (western, to be exact) crossed with a squirrel. Saya seems to be mainly squirrel in all honesty, she has the wings, tail and head of a female meadowlark but her body is all soft, grey squirrel! There's the typical meadow streak of bright yellow down her head but it fades to a more natural colour running down her squirrel body. She'll get to be about 30cm long (how weird to say). All the mottled marks on the meadowlark are still transferred to the squirrel but in a much more muted way. Perfect for hiding among the trees! Personality: Saya is a bubbly little thing, she races around to collect but always returns home to sing. She seems to be very carefree, happy to go along as she wishes with very little that could dim her time. But she knows when it's time to be quiet, when it's time to hideaway and not make a peep. When it's time to be calm and patient, soft for the others and to quiet down her singing and chattering. It wouldn't do to lead a human right to them after all. Mate/Family: I suppose open but would rather just have friendships. Other: N/A  is what she's based off, google did not tell me whether this was male or female but lets say its female Pronouns: she/her Adult/Adolescent/Chick: Adult (old ish, has had two clutchs so i'm saying around 4-5) Description: Atalia is a fairly large gryphon, she's about 10 years old and has grown to her full size. Part of her is wolf and the other part is raven. As a traditional gryphon, unlike Saya's full squirrel body, she has the torso and back legs of a wolf with the tail, head and front legs of a raven. She's almost fully black, with thick, fluffy fur but there are patches missing along with various small scars from run ins with multiple animals. Most are from humans but there's definitely a few from other animals. Personality: Atalia is fairly reserved, keeping to her areas and mostly avoiding other animals. Mostly. She has a reckless streak, she's prepared to lunge and fight at almost anything but being alone ensures she doesn't go after anything recklessly. Wildly protective. She's a mother along with being part wolf, an animal known for family and loyalty. Atalia is still quiet most of the time, she does worry for almost any animal that isn't her food and occasionally tries to help keep them safe but she's just trying to chill before she gets too old. Not having anyone else she's close to makes the gryphon worry but she has about two years, two years where she can most certainly fend for herself. Mate/Family: Passed mate and 3 children, children may be open for drama but no mate! Other: She's had 3 clutches, one didn't survive hatching and the other two went fairly well for about a year, before humans and other predators took advantage of the tired mother and the father out hunting to take what they could. Out of 3 clutches, only three gryphons survived. They left almost as soon as they were fully grown, eager to see what they could find in their own lives. Atalia has no clue what happened with them after they've left. The last time the humans came, they managed to kill not only 3 of her 4 children but her mate as well. She raised the child and then left the place she has spent most of her life, determined to keep away from the humans long enough to be able to live. |
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Posted 2022-07-09 21:50:43
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