It was a nice day, or, so Abbán thought, anyway. Being out in the middle of the plains, there was always a feeling of uneasiness, especially in the tall grass, where he knew there might be snakes or other things the small gryphon probably wouldn't want to fight.
However, he felt the day was getting the better of him, and decided it would be best, much to his disliking, to nap in the tall grass. However, as he began to fall asleep, the young gryphon noticed some rustling in the tall foliage, and that roused his curiosity.