Here's a bit of a writing I scribbled down in my boredom one day, and decided to expand on it. I would appreciate any sort of feedback/critiques (don't worry about offending me, I've heard worse than someone saying my writing sucks, lol).
Anyway, here it is:
Evander let a long yawn escape from his beak, his talons rapping idly on the table. He didn't really care if anyone heard him; the library bored him. If the deteriorating books and boring old hag up front didn't drive the gryphon mad first, then the dull silence of the place would.
The gryphon took one last look at the giant clock that occupied most of the wall beside him. 2:39, it read. He wanted to scream; he had been sitting at that table for two hours at least, and was about to get up and leave for the park when he heard familiar footsteps echoing through the shelves behind him.
"Shows you can keep a schedule," Evander remarked, turning in his chair to face his friend, Councilman Joshua Sinclair. The councilman chuckled.
"Sorry, Evander. I tried to get here as soon as I could... Damned lobbyists never know when to shut up," he apologized, taking a seat across from his feathered 'friend'. In theory, Evander was the Councilman's personal servant, a slave in a sense. However, such formalities were thrown out the window when the gryphon took a bullet meant for the Councilman, resulting in a lasting bond between the two.
"Bullshit. I know you enjoy every moment of talking with those freeloaders," the gryphon retorted. He had to restrain himself from laughing at the ridiculousness of his own statement; he knew the councilman hated lobbyists with a pashion. Joshua merely smiled and patted his friend on the head as he took his seat.
"Now then... I suppose you're wondering why I asked you to meet me here." the Councilman calmly said, his tone becoming slightly more official, but still relaxed nonetheless, "To put it simply, I got curious."
"Curious? About what?!" Evander interrupted, puffing up in irritation. He had been sitting at that table for nearly nearly two hours, and if Joshua was going to give the gryphon a history lesson, he was going to tear the feathers from his wings!
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((Note: I added a bit more, and changed some parts to flow better, but it is essentially the same piece of text from earlier :) ))