The
Nightingale
Phoebe had known better than to test the griffin at Noah's side when he suddenly appeared in the middle of Stormbreak. Pim would have been equally, if not more aggressive, had such a thing occurred. Instead, she held her palms forward and out for the griffin to sniff, allowing Pim and Branbast to do much of the coaxing. Phoebe was a friend and could help and should be trusted - she wouldn't hurt anyone unless outright provoked and even then that sentiment was questionable. Instead, they would join the griffin's side, growling and hissing at any besides Phoebe who dared get too close.
"It's alright, don't worry about a thing." she said as Noah spoke, an apology the first thing from his lips. Carefully she helped him stand, hands on his forearms to keep him steady. "Are you hurt? What happened?" she asked, trying to see if any obvious wounds or hurts afflicted him.
"It's alright, don't worry about a thing." she said as Noah spoke, an apology the first thing from his lips. Carefully she helped him stand, hands on his forearms to keep him steady. "Are you hurt? What happened?" she asked, trying to see if any obvious wounds or hurts afflicted him.
little birds sing even after a storm
