Being a griffin isn’t that bad, the only problem is that there aren't that many other griffins around. Sure, it’s rare to see griffins in this part of Equestria, but you’ve seen a few. You’ve gotten along with all the ponies you’ve met, but some ponies still look the other way when you walk by. You’re used to it at this point.
“Hey, you’re a griffin. That’s so cool” You hear a quiet little voice say from behind. You look over to see a little pale purple filly looking up at you.
“Indeed I am. You like griffins?” You ask.
“I do now!” The filly says excitedly. You look up to see a grey, cock-eyed mare looking at you. You look down at the filly and smile.
"What's it like being a griffin?" The filly asks.
"Well, what's it like being a pony?" You reply.
"Oh well, it's pretty cool I guess." She says.
"Well, I guess I can say the same. I have never really been ask that question before." you say
"Come on Dinky, we have to go." The grey mare says to the filly.
“You two have a good day now.” You say. You take a few steps forward and stretch out your wings. With two strong downward strokes you’re in the air. You flap a few more times to gain some height and after a few more flaps, you’re in the clouds.
You glide lazily through the clouds, watching the ponies mingle below. You wonder if you’re ever see another griffin, you could easily go to back to Cloudsdale or beyond, but you stay in Ponyville.
You see a nice fluffy cloud to plop down on. Being a griffin you can walk on clouds like the pegasi can. When you land your feet on the cloud it buckles slightly. You shift your weight and the cloud stabilizes. You take a few steps forward then lie down. You swipe forward with your right claw and some of the cloud disappears.
You look down the newly formed hole gives you a peek at the Ponyville market. You lay your head across your arms and stare down the hole. You feel your eyes getting heavier, before long you’re asleep.
A few hours pass and you wake up. The cloud has gotten noticeably smaller. You decide it’s time to move. You stand and with a strong downward thrust of your wings you’re in the air. You glide through and between clouds. Not expecting to see anything or anyone. You decide to get a little higher, just so you’re above the clouds. You look up and power through a thick patch of clouds.
You float above the clouds, pumping your wings every once in a while to maintain your height. The sun was starting to go down. The sky and clouds began to change color with the sun. It was a peaceful sight.
You land on top of the clouds, you sit and watch the sunset. Suddenly the cloud beside you bursts open and a light blue pegasus with a rainbow mane flies by. You’re a little startled at that, it caught you by surprise.
“I’m going to get you!” You hear another voice call out. Out of the same hole burst a griffin. She was fast.
She gives you a quick look, then she pumps her wings. Before your brain could react, she was gone. You look over and the griffin chasing the pegasus. You stand and take off towards the two. They were fast, really fast. You pumped your wings harder to try and gain speed. You were trailing pretty far behind the two. You could hear them screaming profanities at each other.
As you get closer you could see the griffin in greater detail. The feathers on her body were brown and the feathers on her head were snow white. She had some of the feathers on her head dyed purple. She was very aggressive in her movements, but she was fast.
The blue pegasus turns and heads straight for you, fast as a bullet. You dive out of the way, going head first into a cloud. You’re now inside the cloud, all you can see is white and the sounds are muffled. You hear talking, it’s very close too.
You pop your head out of the cloud, you’re greeted by a light blue mare staring at you.
“Um… Hi?” You say. You look over and see the griffin staring at you as well. She had a very unimpressed look on her face.
“What are you doing following us?” The blue pony asks.
“I was just… Uh, I was just seeing why you two were fighting.” You stutter. You give a sheepish smile. The blue pony bursts out laughing.
“Who says we were fighting?” The griffin asks.
“No one. You two were screaming at each other, so I just assumed…” You trail off.
“We weren’t fighting, dude. We’re just having some fun.” The blue pony says. You feel yourself starting to sink through the cloud. You pump your wings and lift yourself out, landing in between the pony and the griffin.
“I’m Rainbow Dash, by the way. This is Gilda, we’re friends from Cloudsdale.” The blue pony says. Gilda gives a little nod and looks off over the horizon.
“Hey Dash, sun’s going down. We should probably go,” Gilda says, her tone slightly rushed.
“You’re right. Hey, we’ll see you around.” Rainbow Dash says to you. Gilda looks at you; she just stares for a second.
“Yeah, we’ll see you around. It’s good to see another griffin in this place. Let’s go Dash. Last one to your place pays for food tonight!” Gilda says.
“Oh you’re on.” Rainbow Dash says. She rears up then takes off, leaving a rainbow trailing behind her. Gilda looks at you one last time before she takes off after Rainbow Dash.
“What the hell,” You say to yourself as you watch as the two fly off. “Another griffin?”
The sun was just beginning to duck under the clouds, a bright pink settling among the clouds. You liked how the clouds took the color of the setting or rising sun. You sigh and take off for home.
You’ve lived in Ponyville for a year now. It’s had its ups and its downs. Very seldom did you see other griffins; you’ve only seen one, and now with this new griffin. When you moved to this town nopony knew you, and everypony was afraid of you. But with time, they opened up to you. You have lots of friends now.
When you get home, you begin something of a custom of yours, and preen your flight feathers. You duck your head under your wing and start to pluck the soft down from between your fully grown feathers.
When you have finished preening, you head up to your bedroom. Your house in Ponyville was cramped for a griffin. The houses were obviously made for ponies, but you don’t mind, it’s a roof over your head.
You walk into your room and lie down on your bed. You lay on you back and fold you wings over your chest. You mind starts to shut down, replaying the events of today. Who was that griffin? Why is she here? Is she staying here? All these questions raced through your mind.
Your eyes begin to droop, and soon, you are asleep.