With the newly-prepared bottle of raw meat now in her hand, Kate sat down beside her griffin and placed her hand on its back. It was bundled up in the blanket, and with her hand on its back, Kate hoped Chad wouldn't squirm too much. When he saw the meat, though, he made a loud noise and bucked a little, causing Kate to go wide-eyed. "Whoooa. Easy there," she told it. "I'm just going to feed you your favorite dish."

She almost wanted to ask Caleb, an older student, if he thought it was safe to proceed. He seemed busy with his own griffin, though, so Kate didn't mention it. Instead, she eased the bottle closer and closer to the griffin. "Yum, your favorite dish," she said again. She closed in the gap between the bottle and the griffin's mouth, and then she sat still while she allowed the griffin to eat. She may have even breathed in a sigh of relief when Chad finally settled down.