One night, after ripping the heart from a griffin's breast and holding it aloft for gods and men to behold, a Clan Centurio hunter turned to see a tiny wide-eyed cub shivering in a now-motherless nest. Unable to deliver the steel peace, he rescued the beast and named it Ben.
You'd be surprised at how many...end up sliced to ribbons by beak and talon. - Fafafono