Feinberg draws a small book with a deep red cover from his coat pocket. As he 
opens the book, something appears on the ground beside him that wasn’t there a
moment before. It sits on its haunches like a dog, and is about the size of a 
Doberman, but that’s all it has in common with any dog Kirkland’s ever seen. The
creature has a head like a hawk’s and golden-feathered wings. Its forelegs end
in claws, bird claws. The rest of its body resembles a lion’s. The sum effect
suggests a griffin. Kirkland once looked it up in an encyclopedia.