Chapter 1
"Fawn, he is a disspointment to gryffin kind! He must be gone with!" Father raged, he often yelled. I don't think he knows how thin the cave walls are, and how loud his screams echo.
"How could you talk like that about your own son? Too bad he isn't gryffin kind, do you forget that I'm his mother?" Mother spoke softly. She was a peryton, I loved mother. She had beautiful chestnut brown fur, and cream colored wings. Her eyes were a soft light brown, so soft i would want to bask in their gaze all day. Father was gray and black, he had blue eyes, sharp. Cold.
"He is aproaching his first year, he should be able to fly by now! He is a disgrace! He looks unlike a proper gryffon, he acts unlike one too!" Father bellowed. He was right, I had small wings, a deerlike head, with no beak, and hooves in the back with talons in the front. I looked more peryton than gryffon.
"He is my son." That was all that mother said, she left the cave and I saw her fly out. She usually needs fresh air when she is angry. I longed to be with her, but father would not let me leave the cave. He was afraid the gryffin village we lived in would see me, would see my ungryffon-likeness and my lack of teeth and most of all my wings.
Father walked into my cave, I began to walk out when he said, "Son, I want to show you something." I looked up at him with confusion, I had seen every inch of this cave. He walked outside, I stood there. "Come." It was a sharp demand. I followed him out of the cave and past the caves of the sleeping gryffins. It was nearly mid day. The bickering woke me and by then I knew I wasn't gonna get anymore sleep.
Father and I walked for at least an hour before he stopped. He hoisted me onto his back and started to fly. He flew for a fee minutes, over the outskirts of the village, to the cliff where I first attempted flying and failed. The cliff on which Father decided to pretend I was dead so he would not be embarrassed again. "Where are we going?" I asked.
"A very fun place." He replied as he gained elevation. I didn't believe him. We were flying over forest with tree so sharp they could impale poor falling creatures. As if he didn't know where we were going he started going in the opposite direction. Then out of the blue, he tipped and I fell of his back. I started to hurtel to the ground and the last thing I seeing was Father Smiling down on me, as I headed to my death.
Thanks for reading, very soon chapter two will come out. The more likes this gets, the faster part two is writen. The next chapter will be a lot longer. ENJOY AND BYE GUYS
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