Then he dealt with clan affairs, having adopted the name of Haywatch for his own 'clan' just for the sake of legal simplicity. Baron Handy Haywatch—he liked the way it sounded. He heard statements of intents, gave his blessing for marriages that had already taken place, and recognized at least four newborn griffons. They… They were so very small. Jesus, baby griffons were cute. Oversized heads, fluffy feathers, and curled up in a ball in their mothers' forelegs as they were, for a moment Handy legitimately forgot his hatred of children.