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Jake grinned and patted his crimson-feathered head. “Atta boy!” Without waiting for Red to change his mind, he jumped on his back and gripped the beast’s sturdy leather collar. “Let’s go!”
“Look!” Dani said to the others, pointing with her paintbrush. “He’s gonna try it!”
“Good boy, Red! You can do it!” Isabelle called, waving from the water amid her ring of squeaky dolphins.
Maddox looked up from his nautical puttering, while Nixie and Archie cheered on their feathered friend. “Go, Red!”
“You can do it!”
With a few beats of his scarlet-feathered wings, the Gryphon climbed nervously above the waves, with Jake on his back murmuring encouragement. “You’re doing great…”
The wind ran riot through Jake’s hair. Brilliant . He tossed his head with a roguish smile, whipping his dark blond forelock out of his eyes as he held on tight, leaning forward like a jockey.
“See? This isn’t so bad…”
He continued murmuring encouragement to Red, but kept him from flying too high for fear they would be seen by beachcombers, fishermen, and sailboat cruisers below, who would probably think they’d had too much sun if they saw a lad go flying by overhead on a gryphon.
A very anxious gryphon.
“You’re doing fine, boy.” Jake patted Red’s withers.
Red banked and soared, but quivered at the tall spray of sea foam that speckled them when they whooshed past the huge columnlike boulder sitting in a random spot in the middle of the shallows, as if it had been hurled there by a Cyclops.
Everywhere beneath them, the colors of the Mediterranean waters were outrageous, shades of turquoise, jade, and cobalt blue beneath the azure sky.
“What a view,” Jake murmured to his pet. “You have to admit it’s pretty nice up here. Hey! What’s that down there?”
“Becaw?”
“In the water! Over there.” Jake squinted, then pointed to his right. “You see that? There’s a huge shape underneath the water. There. It looks like…a building down there!”
“Caw?”
Jake furrowed his brow while the Gryphon’s wings pumped. “Drat it, I wish I would’ve brought m’telescope. Red, take me over there. I want to get a better look.”
Red snuffled in refusal.
“Aw, don’t be that way! Aren’t you curious to find out what the deuce a building is doing underwater? They can’t have built it there. Must’ve been on dry land once, right? Archie says this region is one of the most earthquake-prone in the whole world. Let’s go see it—Red, you’re going the wrong way!”
“Becaw, caw!”
“No, Red! Listen to your master. Bad Gryphon! Take me over there—Whoooa!”
In the midst of their struggle, a flock of pelicans came flying straight at them just then, apparently having decided to migrate to the next cove for the afternoon. There were dozens of the birds, each with nearly ten-foot wingspans, the whole flock coasting ahead on a collision course with them.
“Red, look out!”
The Gryphon screeched and tried to get out of the way; the big, awkward birds likewise panicked to find themselves suddenly faced with a half-eagle thing that smelled a little like a cat.
The pelicans squawked and flapped to and fro, while Red zigged and zagged. Jake threw his arm up in front of his face in case any of those sharp beaks came too close, but letting go of Red’s collar proved a mistake.
When the Gryphon spiraled to avoid a crash, Jake lost his balance and slipped off Red’s back. Arms reeling, legs kicking, he fell like a stone amid the flapping pelicans.
“Becaw?” Red called gingerly, as if to say, Sorry!
“You big baby!” Jake hollered, and there was just enough time for him to suck in a large breath before he plunged into the warm blue waves.
Meanwhile, Claw the not-so-Courageous went flying back to land at top speed and hid himself among the garden trees in pure shame.
The height of his fall had thrust Jake well down into the green, bubbly depths, but in truth,
Jake grinned and patted his crimson-feathered head. “Atta boy!” Without waiting for Red to change his mind, he jumped on his back and gripped the beast’s sturdy leather collar. “Let’s go!”
“Look!” Dani said to the others, pointing with her paintbrush. “He’s gonna try it!”
“Good boy, Red! You can do it!” Isabelle called, waving from the water amid her ring of squeaky dolphins.
Maddox looked up from his nautical puttering, while Nixie and Archie cheered on their feathered friend. “Go, Red!”
“You can do it!”
With a few beats of his scarlet-feathered wings, the Gryphon climbed nervously above the waves, with Jake on his back murmuring encouragement. “You’re doing great…”
The wind ran riot through Jake’s hair. Brilliant . He tossed his head with a roguish smile, whipping his dark blond forelock out of his eyes as he held on tight, leaning forward like a jockey.
“See? This isn’t so bad…”
He continued murmuring encouragement to Red, but kept him from flying too high for fear they would be seen by beachcombers, fishermen, and sailboat cruisers below, who would probably think they’d had too much sun if they saw a lad go flying by overhead on a gryphon.
A very anxious gryphon.
“You’re doing fine, boy.” Jake patted Red’s withers.
Red banked and soared, but quivered at the tall spray of sea foam that speckled them when they whooshed past the huge columnlike boulder sitting in a random spot in the middle of the shallows, as if it had been hurled there by a Cyclops.
Everywhere beneath them, the colors of the Mediterranean waters were outrageous, shades of turquoise, jade, and cobalt blue beneath the azure sky.
“What a view,” Jake murmured to his pet. “You have to admit it’s pretty nice up here. Hey! What’s that down there?”
“Becaw?”
“In the water! Over there.” Jake squinted, then pointed to his right. “You see that? There’s a huge shape underneath the water. There. It looks like…a building down there!”
“Caw?”
Jake furrowed his brow while the Gryphon’s wings pumped. “Drat it, I wish I would’ve brought m’telescope. Red, take me over there. I want to get a better look.”
Red snuffled in refusal.
“Aw, don’t be that way! Aren’t you curious to find out what the deuce a building is doing underwater? They can’t have built it there. Must’ve been on dry land once, right? Archie says this region is one of the most earthquake-prone in the whole world. Let’s go see it—Red, you’re going the wrong way!”
“Becaw, caw!”
“No, Red! Listen to your master. Bad Gryphon! Take me over there—Whoooa!”
In the midst of their struggle, a flock of pelicans came flying straight at them just then, apparently having decided to migrate to the next cove for the afternoon. There were dozens of the birds, each with nearly ten-foot wingspans, the whole flock coasting ahead on a collision course with them.
“Red, look out!”
The Gryphon screeched and tried to get out of the way; the big, awkward birds likewise panicked to find themselves suddenly faced with a half-eagle thing that smelled a little like a cat.
The pelicans squawked and flapped to and fro, while Red zigged and zagged. Jake threw his arm up in front of his face in case any of those sharp beaks came too close, but letting go of Red’s collar proved a mistake.
When the Gryphon spiraled to avoid a crash, Jake lost his balance and slipped off Red’s back. Arms reeling, legs kicking, he fell like a stone amid the flapping pelicans.
“Becaw?” Red called gingerly, as if to say, Sorry!
“You big baby!” Jake hollered, and there was just enough time for him to suck in a large breath before he plunged into the warm blue waves.
Meanwhile, Claw the not-so-Courageous went flying back to land at top speed and hid himself among the garden trees in pure shame.
The height of his fall had thrust Jake well down into the green, bubbly depths, but in truth,
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