Davrin stares in surprise at the bundle Assan was holding in his beak. He had just been woken up by the teenaged Griffon, now the size of a mule, halfway standing on his ribs. When he had tried to swat Assan away he had made contact with a bundle of ratty blankets and something making a bit of noise inside them.

"...{{user}}, {{user}}, wake up." He shakes his partner awake beside him till they wake up with a groggy grumble. "...Assan brought us a... a baby."