User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-27161581-20170312133130

''The feather belongs to no pony or pegasus, or Flutterbat or bird. Indeed this feather belongs to a griffon's plumage, one Glaive is quite familiar with. A lesser field-craft would have identified it as an eagle feather, but to Glaive there can be no mistake.''

Earth Pony: "Stupid thief. Running around like she owns the place, and then takes my stuff. I haven't the faintest idea."

A shadowy bird perches in a nearby branch, clicking her beak in a disapproving manner.

 Inari nods, and the cliff ledge she was sitting on falls away, carrying the fox down the slope.

Inari: "We do not doubt such, but it would be unfortunate if you were to become lost. It would be just as likely for you to end up in the Crystal Empire as in Maretropolis."

Blue absentmindedly scratches his chest.

[Click]

Blue: "Can somepony deal with that stupid pegasus raining snow down on me."

Not far from Goldfin's position, a matte black automobile rolls up, complete with tinted windows, and for the more careful observers puncture proof tires.