I am not a scholar and I don't believe in fate
"No idea." Noah said, taking his arrow from his bow and replacing it within his quiver. Eira continued her comforting trills, and then let his golden eyes fall to Noah for a moment. Noah reassured her, and not needing any more prompting for what she was thinking, the griffin acted. Her broad wings opened and she flapped quickly.
The griffin reached out for the pup with her front talons. She kept her grip light enough not to puncture any skin, but firm enough that hopefully the young creature would not squirm from her grasp. Carefully, the griffin used her back legs to push them off the branch and her wings caught the wind. Gliding down in a small arc, the griffin aimed to place the young wolf down at the feet of the Wild Thunder.
The griffin reached out for the pup with her front talons. She kept her grip light enough not to puncture any skin, but firm enough that hopefully the young creature would not squirm from her grasp. Carefully, the griffin used her back legs to push them off the branch and her wings caught the wind. Gliding down in a small arc, the griffin aimed to place the young wolf down at the feet of the Wild Thunder.
NOAH
