The griffin hopped up onto Anna's lap, and rubbed against her. "I meant
exactly what I said. I'm YOUR griffin. Only you can hear me, see me,
raise me. Before you came here, I was just a strange egg in a grocery
store's supply closet that no one paid attention to."
Anna was still really freaked out, but she kept the griffin on her lap. "So, if they can't see you, what do they see?"
The
griffin curled up as much as one is able to and almost purred, "They
either see a baby eagle or a lion cub. It depends on what I'm doing."
Anna
stroked the creature gently while she asked it more questions.
Apparently, it was part of her history. "Let me see that paper," it
said, and Anna took the parchment out of her pocket and unfolded it.
The
griffin got up and walked over to it, batting the corners with its tiny
paws. Anna cleared her throat and the griffin stopped and began to
read, like it was looking for something specific. "Aha!" it yelled. "I
found it! The part after the Spanish section is all in griffin. It
reads:
"...a mythical creature he has heard of in a family
legend. It had the head of an eagle, and the body of a lion. The
warrior searched far and wide, but could never find one. The legend
said that someone in his family would discover one. They would be the
Griffiness.
"That's all it says here in my language. I hoped that helped." Anna smiled at the griffin, admiration in her eyes.
"That helped very much. Thank you, uh, what should I call you?"
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