Never having had to return an artifact since he'd surrendered his own on the night of his arrival, Swiftbeak was not entirely certain what he was to do with the axe; his gut told him to hunt down Sir Morr, and that is just what he did. The axe was gripped tightly in his beak; he would not have been able to hold it in his talons and walk at the same time, nor did he want to tempt fate by taking the axe in what could loosely be called his 'hand.' Moreover, should the weapon 'act up' in some way, Swiftbeak would at least have the chance to bite down, though the haft was heavy and solid.