Eden pulled the griffin close to her chest and held him like a proper baby. "Really, it's food time, Hector. So stay still, little guy." She said in soft tones, because he was readily struggling...but like, also properly curious in the bottle, too. Eden was sure he could smell the meat.

So she just held him snugly, tipped the bottle into his mouth, and let the meat drop drop DRIP into the mouth, like a little feeder...for a tiny bird. Oh. Hector REALLY liked that...he was gobbling it ALL right now...Eden was smiling as she fed him, too.

Wow.

She couldn't get over how cool this was...how...good she felt while doing this. His eyes were beginning to blink, slowly, as she kept dripping the liquid-y meat into his beak..and soon...his eyes were completely closed. Eden set the bottle down and just rocked him a bit, holding him close.

Why did she feel protective?! she felt PROTECTIVE. HER HECTOR.