"Yes I do, in fact. Could you extend it further?" he asked, rather stupidly. On average, for griffons at least, their wingspan at full extension from tip to tip was usually three times their body length, each individual wing being their body length plus a head or so on average. Ponies were roughly similar in terms of proportion. Given that a pony standing on their hind legs would be five feet and change to Handy, with a griffon slightly taller than that when upright made the average wingspan in and around fifteen or sixteen feet. Those wings didn't look that huge when folded up, but the reality was they were quite the beasts. And Shortbeak's wingspan was… larger than average. The bizarre nature of this world allowed flying creatures, griffons and pegasi et al, to fly with their wings in… unusual positions. He had seen griffons glide with their wings at half extension, flapping them only on occasion and remaining airborne. He had seen pegasi do something similar, their wings still folded but raised at their sides, 'cupping' the air with each wingbeat and still maintaining flight. He couldn't for the life of him figure out how it all worked.