He looked behind them at the barnyard door where a pair of farmer griffons were having an argument over the proper placement of tools when they were not being used. There were distinct marks along the ground where the large object had apparently been dragged into the barn, which only raised more questions. Klipwing cleared his throat. "I-it appears to be a-uh, a hull," he said. Handy turned to look at the young griffon. He had brown, almost red feathers with a darker brown shadow framing his blue eyes, a typical yellowish brown pelt and wings to match his eye shadow.