The Sophia Mountain Range was silent, save for the occasional screech of a hawk as it floated along on the updrafts, but even that was muted. A light mist floated just above the pines. Hard emerald green eyes scanned the mountainside, and the gryphon steadied himself on his perch, a rather unstable evergreen that towered above the rest. His overlarge mule ears flicked slightly, trying to detect a stray sound that might indicate a meal. His claws extended from his paws, trying to maintain a steady grip on the rough bark of the tree as it swayed slightly under his weight. Even the small scratching sound they made as he readjusted his position seemed strangely loud. His long tail flicked through the air impatiently, being able to sense nothing.

Nando crouched down slightly and leaped off of the branch, leaving it bouncing precariously behind him. He extended his long tapered wings, which opened like a parachute and caught his weight. Pushing them downward through the air, he gained altitude. A warm updraft came from beneath him, and he coasted for a while, enjoying the opportunity to relax a little. He leaned slightly to the right, changing his direction as he glided over the treetops. He pumped his wings again to keep above them as he continued to run his searching gaze over the land, looking for anything that could end up being a meal for him, or even just something out of the ordinary that he could report back to the clan.