OATH BREAKER / open, pet griffin

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]Her bird whistle was what Little considered her life saver. She was in danger; she blew the whistle and those birds came flying. Her one? The massive eagle that grabbed her shoulders and UP AND AWAY she went. Ears pricked, the dark grey tabby figured that she may as well not have her whistle anymore because guess what she found. Surprisingly, the kitten didn't 'find' this griffin. No, the griffin had found her. It had aided her in the most recent battle against the Skulls, taking her there. It was a good flier, found it easy to dodge flying things and understood Littles every command. She was with it now. It was a him. His big chocolate eyes stared at her and Little stared back, a rare smile on her lips. "Hey bubba." The girl extended her white paw and patted his cream beak gently. He released a little rumbling sound and pressed his beak into her paws.


    She continued to rub his neck and feathers as she slowly padded to his flank. She murmured something under her breath and the griffin bowed his head and slightly bent. Little smiled a small smile and clambered onto the males back, gripping the feathers on his neck. He wasn't flying yet, just merely walking around and nibbling at strange leaves while she sat atop his back and patted his head.



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    [justify]"What kind of animal is that? I mean, it's big over here, then tiny over here? And then, what's with you guys keeping other animals as pets?" she would ask. Her wings were summoned, so Steven the fish would be very easy to see swimming through her wings. She had an excuse for him, he wasn't a pet. He was her friend, and he was even named after actual Steven, who was also her friend.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:500px; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8]✦ there he went, with that one little sparkle in his eyes as he padded over, peering at the creature excitedly. [color=#000]" .... a griffin...! " he said quietly, coming closer. he loved these. he'd read all about them. they were so cool.... but maybe that was just because he'd never seen one before. he couldn't exactly just steal the creature from littlekit just to find out more about it, but he guessed he would have time some other day. he didn't say anything else, he just looked over it curiously.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]Lapis's voice broke through her train of thought and the tabby let her golden gaze focus on the blue feline, ears pricked. "A griffin. He's my pet." At this, he lifted his head and released another rumble, taking a few steps forwards and scratching with his beak at the trunk of a sycamore tree. "It's just nice." Little responded, once more casting her gaze to Lapis and frowning slightly. Did she really mind that much about Little having a pet? The girl shook her head and played with the feathers on the griffins neck. Brokenrecord was here, and that was the first time that the girl saw her pet. An eagle? Looked strikingly similar to the one that rescued her from countless situations but she knew it had to be a coincidence. Her eyes flickered back to Broken, smiling slightly. "Bubby." The name was muttered but the griffin heard and rumbled for the third time that day, opening his wings slowly. "No, no! No flying, not yet." His wings folded back up against their sides and he shifted his talons. Camilla was there and asked the name but she knew that the girl had to have heard her.


    Darling? The kitten shook her head slightly, disliking the nickname for it sounded sophisticated and she was the same age as Camilla so it didn't fit. "Just call me Little, Camilla." She said calmly, tail tip twitching. It didn't annoy her but it just didn't sound right, at least to her ears. Maybe she was just being extra nervy. Wasn't like her but every day was a different day. Hearing Whitekit exclaim her pets species, the griffin turns as does she. "Would you like to sit on him with me? He won't mind, just don't kick or anything."



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    [fancypost bgcolor=#ad59c3; border: none; width: 400px; min-height: 0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; color: black; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px;] it's only nature I live for danger ★[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: ; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify;]She had never had anyone tell her to stop calling them by her usual terms and having heard it now was... a tad bit thrilling. For the sake of not wishing to upset Littlekit the femme nodded in agreement. "Well then uh, Little, Bubby is precious. I hope to see it raised well!"


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:500px; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8]✦ his mouth curled into a smile, and he slowly nodded his head. god, it looked like she knew how to get to him. this was exactly what he was thinking. he used his telekinesis to gently lift himself up and onto the griffin's back, being careful not to dig his claws into the creature's back. he couldn't help an awkward smile on his face, having mixed feelings about what was currently happening.