Act III: Griffin
The commanders agreed it would be best for all of Griffin's Kin to join the other flocks at Winter's Mouth. The cold was their only advantage against fire wielding argents. The journey only took half a day, but Silvermane was still exhausted when they returned.
While Riot and Kald spent their time introducing Griffin's Kin, Silvermane went to the small rock overhang Corvi's nest was under. She was still asleep. According to Sundown, she still hadn't woken up, but was almost completely healed. "Hi, Corvi," Silvermane said, sitting down next to her. There was no response.
Silvermane sighed. "We found Griffin's Kin. It was pretty scary, all those griffins up there. I thought it'd be scarier, but they actually just laid around and watched us." He paused.
"I tried to be brave, like you. I think if a griffin did try to attack us, I would've run. That reminds me, the golden argents know how to dive bomb, like the griffins do. Goldie, she's the commander of Griffin's kin, she showed me. She said she might teach me sometime." Silvermane sighed again. "I just wanted to tell you about my day."
"That's great and all, but could you shut it and let me sleep."
Silvermane froze and looked at Corvi. Her eyes were still closed, but she had stopped snoring.
One of her eyes cracked open. "What?"
Silvermane thought he might cry. He hugged her as tightly as he could.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow! Stop it, you're going to break me again!"
"Sorry." Silvermane couldn't stop a smile from beaming on his face.
[Yeah, she's alive ... but if you know anything about me, I can't write a story without killing of at least one of the main characters ;) And Fryse was not a main character...]