Cutty kept running, reaching one side of the area and then turning to run the full length of the other until the wing flaps seemed to come at regularly intervals. He looked at the ground and saw that the shadow casted by the creature indicated that Phlegon was in soaring position or would've been if he'd tuck his talons up and under. The lion half of him, though was out and elegant as if in a leap.

The creature made a sound as if happy and Cutty continued this back and forth running through a good deal of sweat and breathing. He hardly noticed he was bleeding from the claws along the traps.

The levitation spell gradually wore off and Cutty ceased his running. He pulled the creature back down to the ground and drew his wand. "Finite." He said, ending the floatation merengue and Phlegon landed talons first onto the ground. "Yer did good, Phlegz." He said patting the griffinboy on his side and walking the creature back to the sleeping quarters. He'd probably be plumb tuckered out after this.