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The Griffin's Child
At first her world was dark and warm, if ever a cool wind stroked her, mother's long soft feathers soon covered the baby griffin's chilly flesh. Within twelve days, her eyes were fully opened: mother's black feathers, trimmed with green were the first – and most beautiful sight the baby griffin saw.
A thud shook the ground, as something landed too close to their woven basket of tree branches. Her mother croaked a welcome greeting, which was returned in a deeper croak. Peering between her mother's feathers, she saw another griffin, larger but just as black as her mother, craning its neck to thrust its head over the nest's rim. Mother and the stranger rubbed snouts. Then the stranger griffin cocked his head to one side to regard the baby griffin with a large green eye. She shrunk back, but the strange griffin lost interest in her, and cocked his head on the other side. He seemed to like what he saw, and gave another croak before flying off. Her mother stretched, and then with careful movements, stepped over Little Griffin and from the safety of the woven tree limbs. In perfect harmony, mother and the stranger flapped their wings twice, stepped off the mountain side and soared into the sky.
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