TAMAMMOAMAO
The worst kind of griffin would be a fox/seagull.
Screams all day and all night and is definitely in your garbage.
Can you even imagine life in a world with this flavour of griffins? Instead of some magestic lion/eagle soaring through the skies deep in the untouched wilds you’d be stuck trying to drive a racoon/crow, a creature that would fight God for half a bagel, from your garbage bin with only a broom and an oven mitt to defend yourself
