Everyone asks me if my coat is dyed, and no, it isn’t. I’m just naturally fabulous. I’m a gryphon of the summer skies, bright blue and full of sunshine.

Most gryphons are earthy colours or very plain, perhaps with hints of red or gold. But like other birds we can sometimes have a little sparkle, a little… pizazz. Sure, I know, if I wasn’t an adored familiar with meals provided several times a day, my hunting would not be very successful, but today that doesn’t matter. Today I can smell roast beef, and that matters to me very much.

When my feathers fall I collect the best ones and give them to little kids. Lost of them think the plumes are lucky. I hope they are.