Is it too late to join this?

I hope not!

Hey, does anyone want to be my owner? I can make up a new character if no one wants to be, but if you are going to be my owner (which would be nice 'cause I hardly know what I'm doing here) then you have to be loyal to BIG, or a really good actor like you are, because I've been raised to be loyal to BIG. (Read my post on Who's Here; it'll tell you all about me.) 

I watched with my clear white and red eyes my brother. Griffin. He was talking to animals. Traders. How could he after all we've been through? As soon as the animals left, I got up. I waited in the darkness, watching his bandaged wing. Then I pounced. To get his attention I rattled my long, silver claws on the cadge. He swiveled his ears around and glanced up. "Who's there," he whispered, clearly already knowing the answer before I stepped where he could see me clearly. "Claaws," he hissed. "You've returned. Are there others?"

"your the first," I growled back. I curled my oddly spotted tail around my paws. I narrowed my eyes at him, so that he could only see the red in the center. "We know where Serpaint's gaurdain is. A badger. Where the talest petrified tree is in a forest. It won't be easy to find, for the animals. But first, I need to know if we're on the same claw, my dear brother."

"Tricking them to tell us where the humans and our siblings are so we can rule the world as ours again," he growled. "Exactly. Though, we may have trouble with that in this group."

"Talk to the humans, Griffan. They're as greed-thirsty as we left them, even the ones not in the... the Death Guild. Come with me. I'm freinds with some around here. With most, though I try not to get in the way of my slaves of greed."

Suddenly there was a flash of light and Griffin was covered in a swirl of golden light. A heartbeat later there was a white crow in his place. "Stay low. Get on my back," Claaws growled through her white teeth, trying not to notice a missing canine that had been turned into an instrument, the one she wore around her neck. Griffin hobbled up her tail, trying not to use now unbandaged wing. (What should we call him in his crow form?) With Griffin safely huddled in her shoulders, she bounded off into the night, thinking of their glory yet to come.

(The Powers story's are not yet voted on yet, so whatever Griffin said is to be determined. But it's somewhere along those lines.)

A black cat wandered into the area, after dark. She has absolutely no idea what is going on here.

She leaves before daybreak, already on the road for some answers.

Oh man, I thought the Gryphon was a friendly. We are done for. 

Tani~

As soon as we got to a almost pleasant spot in the grass, Andrew threw himself on the ground and wheezed for dear life. I turned back towards the wreckage of B.I.G. not so far away. Beyond that, it looked like the group of F.A.F.A. agents had finished questioning the Gryphon, and they were walking/flying/sliding away from it in a group. I frowned. That's odd. Why didn't they let it out? I thought they were starting to reason with it.

Behind me, sprawled out on the grass, Andrew let out a hacking cough. "See," he said stuffily. "Now I've got a chest cold."

"At least you're alive, princess. Now wait here 'till you can get help. I have to go and check on something." I started walking towards the Gryphon's cage, but I paused and turned. "And pretty please, try not to die," I called back to Andrew. "That would be very un-spy-like of you." 

"I'll do my best," he said. Then my statement sunk in. "Wait, princess?"

I grinned and ran back towards the Gryphon. But something odd was approaching its cage. Praying it didn't notice me, I hid behind a crumbling pillar and watched the scene through a break in the rock.

This creature - whatever it was - came up to the cage and conversed with the Gryphon. I strained to hear what they said. It was in a strange, hissing language, not quite bird, animal, or human, so I could make out only a little of it. Something about ruling the world, and how greedy us humans were.

"You're talking about ruling the world, and you're accusing us of being greedy?" I seethed softly to myself. "Hypocrites."

Then the Gryphon - this giant, intimidating beast - transformed into a small bird, and settled between the shoulders of the other creature. They dissapeared into the woods, made invisible by the darkness.

I stood where I was and blinked for a few seconds while my mind processed the exchange. Then I sprinted like a maniac away from my hiding place and back into the grass. Nobody from the F.A.F.A. was in sight, and I did loops around the crumbled compound to find them. Where could they have gone?

Eventually, I ended up in the front yard again. Exhausted, my adrenaline drained, I dropped to a sitting position on the grass. My eyelids felt like lead, and whatever inner clock I had told me it was waaaay past midnight.

"Please, celestial beings, God, something, I would really appreciate it if you could just drop a coffee from the heavens right about now," I said aloud, tipping my head upwards to the sky. Unfortunately, the sky said nothing back. 

Lol! Love Tani's caffeine rants! ;-) Btw, little help? Trill is surrounded by all her enemies....

Trill was furious with herself. How could she have not seen that Giniva knew something? She believed she was still safe from Seth, but not for long. Freya was totally suspicious. And now, she had said it! In front of them! Oh well. Right now, it didn't  matter. She'd talk to FaFA about it in the morning. After she saved(or helped save, at least) Laria. Quietly, Trill sneaked into the room. Bob, Gog and Prof. Hornshaw were bent over something on a desk in the corner of the room. Trill saw the closet. After a silent battle about who would go, they all crept up to it. Trill opened the door, while Freya oiled the hinges so they wouldn't creak. They snuck in. No one noticed the smell of lipstick and perfume behind them.....

Trill sniffed the air. "Duck!" She yelled, as Prof. Hornshaw swung a knife over her head. She had, also, effectively cut open Laria's binds, although she didn't notice it yet. Trill saw Freya and Seth creep behind the angry professor. She nodded ever so slightly, then whispered one word into Giniva's ear.

"Run." 

~Storm

I flew frantically around the cage. The Gryphon was missing! I noticed everyone crowding around a hole in the cage. Scratched, and torn apart, a car could've easily driven through it and opened up its trunk. I screeched. What terrifyingly large creature could've broken into the cage with its claws and stolen, eaten, or whatever it did with the gryphon? A gust blew by. "Claaws...Claaws..." it whispered. I looked upon the scratch marks. Could Claaws really get in there? I thought about it. "Claaws taken Gryphon away..." the wind whispered. I thanked my ability to speak and understand wind. "Where did Claaws take the Gryphon?" I asked it. The wind told me everything, from the gryphon being Claaws's brother power being thingy, and Claaws taking the gryphon to the serpent. This is bad. I hooted and screeched, flying in frantic circles. We need to go to the badger. I had no time to gather a team, for I knew if Claaws was that big, he and the gryphon would be at the badger's nest to activate that power within a week if they were just walking. If running, they would be there by two days. I flew off into the direction of where the stone tree was discovered. They must be there.

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I will be leaving the team at the cage behind. I will be following Claaws. 

I saw everything. Claaws. The Gryphon. Storm. Everything. I want to go back to my room, write in my diary, get a decent amount of sleep. I am exhausted. Hungry. My eyelids droop. I want to go home. But aren't there so many things we want to do. I dash off in the direction of Storm. He's gonna need help. I deciphered a code saying we needed to warn the badger, but no one looked at it. When it's too late, when the power is activated, they'll be sorry, they'll wish they listened. Then I stop short. I run to my room in the dormitory building, I grab a bag and shove some things in it. I grab a map, compass, food, water, an extra dress, and my diary. I tuck in a few of my knives and spears as well. I can be a light packer if I want to. Then I jump out of my window and fly away. I sling my pack over my shoulder and try to figure out what the compass and map together are saying to go. I fly that direction for a little ways, then land and run a little ways. If I can beat Claaws and the Gryphon/Crow maybe I can warn the badger in time. 

~ Scarlet