The ashes fell like snow from the sky, and the the stench of death and decay was in the air.
The battle field was filled with corpses of gryphons, their remains smouldert in the fire.
Not far from the battle field, a small group of gryphon soldiers had gathered.
A large gryphon stept forward, he was as grey as the ashes that fall around him with burning red eyes. Is this everyone?! all that is left from this battle?
The gryphon shakes his head in disbelieve. we where with so many... What happened to our left group?
While he looked around, every gryphon remained silent. None of them could speak out of shame, because they all knew they only lived because they ran. Lord Uck, we all left the battle field early... we never stood any chance! A small gryphon said.
And this Is a kind of start i made XD in my language i have 2 A4 papers