        The male griffin looked down at the documents once more as Gilda shifted her hind legs a bit, trying to remain stoic and calm. The recruiter looked up and gave her a once-over. She tried to project the image of a strong, no-nonsense Gryphon that oozed with confidence she did not feel. She might have been holding her breath, she did not know. “It says here you were rejected from the Knights,” he advised. 