As she gripped her wand and readied it for a spell, Kate's blue eyes flickered in the direction of the blankets. "Accio!" she said, and the blanket began its short trek to her. Once she had it in her hands, she began carefully wrapping it around the Griffin. This Griffin, whom she'd named Sparks for no particular reason, squawked, as well. It must have enjoyed the feel of the blanket, though, because it settled down soon enough.

"There now," she said, doubting it could understand her, "that wasn't so bad, was it? It's just a blanket, and it'll keep you really warm." Whether it could understand her or not was a moot point. It looked as snug as a bug and all ready for it's bottle of raw meat.

Ew, but whatever.