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[Zinnia-Hen]

G'nevia flapped her wings and flew into the air gracefully.

 

[Gerbil]

Frill curled her wing and caught herself, diving after him, "Cheater!!!"

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

"Too slow!" He laughed, banking sharply to the left, just missing G'nieva

 

[Gerbil]

"Hi G'nee--" Frill yelled as she passed by her, hot on Jasper's tail.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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"Hello Frill," she said with a happy smile, flapping her wings while stopped in midair. "Congradulations on your up-coming warrior-hood."

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Folding his wings against his body he dropped like a stone, again escaping her grasp. Once she was way above him he spiraled upwards and pulled her tail

 

[BirdNut]

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Halia faced him, she was bleeding heavily from a wound on her shoulder but her eyes blazed with suspicion "Who are you?"

"Zephyr," answered the Gryphon, his voice deep and calm. The Gryphon was white striped with bold black streaks from his shoulders to his hindlimbs and tail, with black feathers on his chest, back, and tail. His face was reminiscent of a toucan; black with a mask of white with yellow and ivory interwoven, with a long yellow, black, and orange beak. His beak was made from harder, stronger, and sharper material with a rasorblade-edged upper mandible and a prominent casque that sat atop his head like a grand crown.

 

[Gerbil]

Frill reached down fast and caught Jasper on the tip of his nose, "Thanks G'nevia!!"

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Jasper spun around quickly and sent Frill flying through the air, swooping underneath to make sure she didn't fall

 

[Gerbil]

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Halia faced him, she was bleeding heavily from a wound on her shoulder but her eyes blazed with suspicion "Who are you?"

"Zephyr," answered the Gryphon, his voice deep and calm. The Gryphon was white striped with bold black streaks from his shoulders to his hindlimbs and tail, with black feathers on his chest, back, and tail. His face was reminiscent of a toucan; black with a mask of white with yellow and ivory interwoven, with a long yellow, black, and orange beak. His beak was made from harder, stronger, and sharper material with a rasorblade-edged upper mandible and a prominent casque that sat atop his head like a grand crown.

"And why are you here? Pop out of the air in the nick of time often?" Milo asked, cocking a brow.