It was dark in the room with the curtains still half drawn so he couldn't see the griffon as clearly as he would've liked. As the song ended he lightly rapped his knuckles on the wood of the door. Given he was wearing his gauntlet, this created quite a loud noise. “I take it thou hast a good reason for being in my dorm?” He asked casually. The griffon whirled around with claws at the ready, her blue eyes, framed by purple feathers were wide in alarm as her face was caught in the sliver of light piercing the dark. He blinked. “Shortbeak?”