Bechana nodded as John saddled her up. Lucky that they had saddles that fit the teenaged gryphon. She shifted and settled her talons on the stable floor as John stroked her feathers and fur. She was a beautiful creature, John thought, one he might want to keep this way once he got Amy back. Still he couldn't help feel that he was leaving something out.
"Master," Bechana said. "You should bring the vials with us, they should help turn her back."
John nodded, it was a good idea.
Turning to the box of vials, John looked over them. It felt wrong to be on a gryphon as just a normal human preteen. He wanted to try something new. He pulled out a few choices that might fit a proper gryphon rider