"It's live or die time," Chiera muttered, straining to hear the sounds of their approach.
Oh, she knew the phrase was "do or die time", but the outcome would be the same, either way.
She'd never tried to catch a gryphon before, but Cecelia's taunts had been too much and now she was out here at the edge of the Rended Forest, with nothing more than her wits, a leather rope, and some catnip.
The soft hiss of feathers through the air was her only warning.
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