"Oh, fine!" Valentine exclaimed after what had to be the ten-thousandth complaint from the gryphon. "We'll take a bloody rest! But only for a bit, we've got to hurry it up."
As the gryphon curled up to rest on a pile of leaves, Valentine slid to a sitting position, back to a stone wall he'd spotted nearby.
Bloody stupid gryphon... wasting
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