You Speak, You Die

Melivere tensed at his words, and without anymore warning she began to shake the gryphon in her grasp - up and down, back and forth. This would go on for some time, before mid-shake she would release the gryphon - most likely sending him into a tree, or at least across the clearing.

Once she had released him, wherever the poor creature had ended up, she started toward him again - shouting out - "Away you three inch fool! Away with you before I don't stop." She was not happy with the male; it would make working with him harder, she knew that, but he needed to know she did not joke around - and insulting her was just the worst idea one could do.

If the gryphon did not move when she started toward him - or at least, move fast enough for her angered senses - she would leap and attempt to pin him beneath her. Should this move be precise and successful, she would start to eat him - clearly meaning to eat him, too.

This was a purposeful move. She wanted an apology, she wanted the male to stay quiet. She'd threatened to eat him, so why not make good on that threat? Except, she might let him out this time.

She heard the plea, but that simply caused her to scoop him up by his head - and tilt her own head back; she was beginning to eat the smaller creature, quite content to just leave him there once she'd swallowed him.

She wanted that apology. He'd called her a number of things that she was not pleased with; such language like that used against a lady! Hmf.

His words only spurred her to continue. Her thoughts were telling her to kill him - but alas, she didn't want that - not yet. She wanted him to apologize, agree to be silent. That was what she sought from this whole ordeal.

She made a growling sound as she proceeded to continue onwards with the task of eating the smaller gryphon.

She ignored his screaming - simply taking another breath and swallowing again. She was sat in one place, focusing on eating the smaller creature - she had to admit, he would be a more satisfying meal than the deer she usually hunted.

Melivere settled onto the ground once she had completely swallowed him, curling into a ball to nap. She was in no hurry to release her meal. She settled down and soon was fast asleep, talons curled beneath her head, her breathing was easy and she was quite satisfied, though she still wanted her apology.