"It will be nice to see it without the glint of arrowheads atop the wall. One came perilously close to embedding itself in my eye; it hit my beak at a shallow enough angle to glance off, I suppose, but it was still quite painful. A few inches higher and you would likely be turning me into a cloak at the moment."<br/><br/>It was impossible to tell if this was another clumsy attempt at humour, principally because the gryphon's typical followup was interrupted as they turned a corner and came face-to-face with the temple's newest arrival. Swiftbeak, of course, did not know this; he had not seen her around, but that was true of most in the temple. He canted his gaze to the side, then, and regarded Kira with a curious eye, his heavy, warm breath washing down the hall as the massive creature lowered his head to sniff curiously at the woman.<br/><br/>"...Hello? I do not believe we have met. Is she another monk, Brother Al?"