One sunny afternoon the griffin went out hunting. He preened his wings and smoothed his fur to look the best he could, and off he jogged to look for friends that he could share his meal with. Along the way in a small glade he saw a rabbit trio, they sat there still as bushes in a breeze, a chatter over carrots…
what happens next is still unknown…he probably ate them (just kidding)
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