Littlehawk

Littlehawk

Male

Fledgeling

Gryphon

playful, treasures every little thing he gets in life, a "night's here, dawn is coming" kind of gryphon, perky, witty, intelligent, creative, loves to write or do anything music-related, loves to fly (but admits that his brother is better at it than him), loves to hang out with his brother. Loves pulling pranks on people. His brother is the more practical joker, the type who would dump water on someone without doing anything fancy, but Littlehawk is the more impractical joker, who would build a contraption before setting it on his oldest brother, Hawkwing. Pretentious and slightly arrogant at times (rarely, however) but Sparrowhawk keeps him in check.

Silvery-gray, long feathers. Messy hackle feathers that grow to be almost like a long mane in the winter, but even in the spring and summer seasons, they are unusually long. Wide and observant amber eyes. Yellow beak with a black tip. As a hatchling, he had a blackened tip that faded into the yellow of his beak, but eventually the beak hardened and left him with a clean, black tip and he rather likes it. Has green and purple pigeon-like iridescence on his neck feathers, which he prides and preens a lot. Lithe and small with long wings that help him cut through the air and fly fast and do tricks that many gryphons don't know (but his brother, Sparrowhawk, taught him those.) Lanky legs for his side with feathers that, depending in the season, could brush the ground slightly, and golden talons with neat little claws.

He loves singing and writing because one day, him and his brother flew to the more populated part of gryphon society near their area (pretty close, that is) and listened to a lovely female migrating gryphon, Eirande, and was inspired to write and sing from then on.