I turned to gape at the Griffin. Was he implying that I was as mad as Arran? Also, how good was this creature’s hearing? Gods above!
“I believe I take offense to that, Griffin.” I responded, standing and brushing my breeches free of detritus.
“Take it as offense or not, that is up to you, and your problem to manage afterwards. I simply pointed out certain similarities in behavior between the two of you.” The Griffin kneaded the ground with his giant front talons, digging up dirt and small plants. He seemed very self-satisfied. “Now, as far as providing you a perch as we fly.. What’s in it for me?” He tilted his head to look at me with one big bird eye. I felt a growl building in my chest, my lips peeling back to expose my teeth.
“Well, let me put this simply,” I tried to turn my snarl i
