Like the dogs we knew something had happened and had to wait until the same news report to find out what it was. We, as a species, have much more freedom than them, so the first thing we did was go to the griffins themselves to find out why they’d chosen our world. I was lucky enough to be one of the cats there, talking to a griffin named Liesel, who was female and pregnant with her first litter. She, with her mate, were the first griffins the bipeds found, but they wouldn’t be the last – it was just that the other griffins couldn’t decide which of them would be going into captivity. That, though, is me rushing the story. Unfortunately that’s something I have a bad habit of doing, but I’ll try not to, because the story I have to tell will make much more sense if I go through it correctly.
Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.