The psychotic gentlegriff

After Mrs Storm brushed my fur and feathers back in line she started to unfold my wing, as I looked at her in confusion.

“Uh Mrs Storm what are you doing with my wing?”

“Oh hush now I’m going to preen your wings for you silly. After all they look like they could do with some care, don’t worry I know what I’m doing, I did marry a Pegasus after all.” She said with a bit of pride so I guess I could see this out.

Then she proceeded to use her tongue to straighten my feathers and my eyes shot open with my other wing. My mind was in overdrive from the sensory overload. In all my life I’ve never felt anything so… so…sooo…mind breaking and I…zzzzzzz.

Mrs storm’s POV

The little guy fell asleep, that’s so adorable but his condition is more of a concern especially all these scars he was hiding under his fur and feathers. Although his appearance is different from other griffons. He has a sharp silver coat with crimson red outlines that fades into a pure orange that started from his eyes, they look like he has orange eyes drawn onto him when he was asleep, which was a bit funny but cute nonetheless. As I followed the lines that separated his snow white under belly. His chest had an abnormal amount of fluff and the ears? he had big ears, I’ve never seen ears on a griffon but they look similar to wolf ears.

I’ve never seen any griffon like this, but I haven’t seen too many griffons before so maybe he’s just a different breed.

But as I looked at his wings I noticed that each feather was like a hoof crafted piece of art. The base of his feather was the same pure orange that could be found elsewhere on his body, the main colour was silver and it had a red band going all the way around the edge of each feather bleeding off into the orange base.

As my eyes slowly began to wander down to the cub’s tails base had the same feathers as his wings and forelegs. But the feathers on his forelegs looked less developed than the others.
Suddenly he curled up and laid onto his tail, then I realised that his tail is thicker than that found on griffons and he’s using the fan of feathers at the tip of his tail as a pillow.

So what creature was the little one, i mean he has a beak so definitely a griffon but, now that I get a better look at his dark grey beak. I noticed he had fangs, Big fangs.

I’ll admit that it gave me a shiver down my spine,
But he’s just a cub….
“I need to speak with Cookie about this unsettling discovery, oh what have you gotten yourself into Sweet Spirit.”

Anubis Grimgost’s POV

I awoke to find myself rapped in something warm, but what is it? Only one way to find out and that’s to open my eyes but then my stomach made itself known to the world, with a mighty growl.

Then I heard a small set of giggles. When I opened my eyes I was met with a set of bright blue eyes that were attached to the light pink foal from before. She suddenly use her hoof to boop my beak. I recoiled in surprise and she burst into a fit of laughter.

She then said, “hello pretty birdie, I’m peachy skies.” She then struck a pose, flaring her wings out.

Did she call me pretty birdie? And she’s a pegasus just like her father. I should probably answer her question… with another question.

“ Excuse me but please can I have something to eat? And I’m not called pretty birdie, the name’s Anubis Gri… just Anubis.” I should probably not scare the filly with my last name.

“Oh and peachy where is the restroom?”

She looked at me with a slight bit of confusion and said. “Down the hall, second door on the left but I thought you were hungry?”

I smiled and said. “I am but I need to use the toilet.”

“Oh ok Anubis, I’ll get the leftovers you were meant to have after your bath but you fell asleep, oh I can tell mum and dad you are awake.”

And she’s gone just like that, now I need a mirror. As I made my way down the hallway I took in my surroundings and noticed the plethora of family photos on the walls. Not really surprising though, Cookie Storm did seem very family oriented but enough of those thoughts. I’m at the restroom door and I’m going to give myself a proper look over.

As I pulled myself up to get a look in the mirror I realised my ribs don’t hurt anymore and I can use my left foreleg without it hurting. What did they do to me and how long was I out for? I don’t even know what time I got here, hell I don’t even know where here is? But back to the matter at hand or would it be claw hahaha.

I could hear the gears of my mind stop spinning when I realised the thing in the mirror staring back at me, was me. “What in gods name is that, no way that’s me what the fuck?”

I gave my self a once over and began to feel my body. poking and pulling, prodding before I gazed back at the mirror. I reached out for my big pointy ears and the fangs that were just barely visible. “Wow those are really sharp and these goofy looking ears are too big, they make me look like a fucked up fennec fox, I hope I grow into them, because that’s just ridiculous.

But my attention was drawn to my eyes they were slitted pupils with a fire red iris that looked really unnatural. I then looked at the odd orange markings around my eyes. That looked very similar to the Egyptian eye but instead of just ending with the little swirl. It kept going down my cheeks and to my neck where it began to fade to a strong bloody red, where I saw that my underbelly was a pure white opposed to the silver that was forbidden from crossing the lines of red.

I began to inspect my claws that were completely covered in silver fur and I had the same level of dexterity as my hand so no complaints from me. If you ask me they are an improvement because of the five sharp claws on the end of them. just in case I get into an undesirable situation.

Anyway let’s have a gander at my pair of wings. Being careful not to touch them I try to extend them and my wings span was.. impressive to say the least. they even had a cool pattern on each individual feather, how fascinating.

I was rudely interrupted by the little filly known as Peachy. She flung the door open and her face flushed crimson. Before I could utter a word she had vanished from sight. “why was she blushing?”
Then I looked down and saw that I was still male, yep definitely male and it was completely out, for the world to see. I noticed my face burned up and a quick glance to the mirror showed a dark red blush was on my face. “Why must this happened to me.”

After I had washed my face with cold water I made my way down to the couch I awoke on. and I became witness to peachy getting scolded by her dad. But my attention was focused elsewhere when I court a whiff of something delicious.

But what was it and more importantly how do I get some?

“Th-that smells divine, what is it?
I tilted my head to one side attempting to play the role of an innocent child.

Mrs Storm smiled and placed the plate of what I would call heaven, on the dining table. She then proceeded to lift me up and set me on the chair.

“Bon appetite Anubis. It’s not much, but it’s all that was left over, sorry cutie.”

“Oh no this is great, more then enough for me, thank you very much Mrs Storm.”

She gave me a smile and I began to dig in to the food, it looked like nothing I’ve ever had but it was delicious nonetheless. I could taste carrots, onions and broccoli, but there was some other stuff in there that I didn’t recognise.

Remembering my manners, I swallowed what was in my mouth and asked. “May I ask what’s in this because it’s incredibly good Mrs Storm.”

She grinned and said. “It’s a family secret little one.”

“I promise not to tell anyone the secret recipe. Please?”

I gave my best puppy dog eyes. I was sure I had this secret recipe in the bag. But then I heard her smug voice.

“my answer is still no, cutie.”

“I’m not cute, so stop calling me that. it’s embarrassing ok.” I then went back to eating the food she gave me. Then I noticed Peachy looking at me from the other side of the table with a knowing smile.

“you should learn to knock before swinging the door open.”

Her smile faded and she looked at the table.
“I’m really sorry for that I should have been more patient. But you were taking sooo~ long and I thought you might have fell over.”

“ apologies accepted peachy but why were you smiling?”

“Because mum never tells anyone her secret recipe not even daddy.”

Oh she knew that was gonna be the answer I would get. But then Mrs storm who I yet to know the name of, picked up her daughter to the dismay of Peachy. She began to trot down the hallway with the whining filly and disappear behind one of the doors.

When I sadly finish my food I look around for Cookie. I found that he was making a small bed out of the couch. But I didn’t plan on staying, as soon as everyone was asleep I would make my way out. I should probably leave them a note, letting them know I left on my own accord.

“Anubis I’ve prepare a makeshift bed for you, but I’ll try and get something more permanent for you soon.”

Thanks but you won’t be needing to find something permanent Cookie, trust me.”

He looked at me with a confused expression and said. “Um sure? Anyway Anubis good night.”

“Good night to you too.”

And with that I laid down on the makeshift bed.