Medina stalked into the claiming grounds. The added weight of her unborn cubs taxed Medina's strength. Even walking a short distance was enough to make her breathe heavily.

The scent of prey filled Medina's nostrils as she neared a grove of trees. Rabbit instinct said. That instinct took over as soon as the gryphon spotted the plump hare a short distance away. Rejoicing in her fresh meal, Medina lay down in the shade of a willow tree to eat. She would need all of the strength she could get once a promising wind king entered the Grounds.

Another gryphon was standing on a cliff, searching with keen eyes for a Wind cat. He saw Medina and immediately sprinted towards her, roadrunner eyes fixed upon her frame. Then his heart rose.

"What may I call you by?" he asked, not bothering to force his annoying tailfeathers down. A smile flickered beneath his beak, and his wings fidgeted for a moment before settling back into place.

OOC: DUDE! This is a Wind wolf claiming a Wind cat! It makes absolutely NO sense...

OOC: Don't worry. It was just a simple mistake. Maybe Tourou meant to have Okamidiao claim my wind wolf (in Daughter)

Medina looked up at the gryphon standing before her. "My name is Medina." Her dark eyes studied him. "I am in need of a home, a place where my cubs can survive and thrive." There was a look of sadness in her eyes for a moment. In a flash, it was gone.

"I am called Skittle." The gryphon lowered his entire body in a respectful bow. "Glad to meet you." The wind ruffled his feathers, emphasizing his respect.

The gryphon gestured his head in one direction, knowing that to take his time with claiming Medina might risk how good his outcome would be. He raised his body before doing so.

"Would you like to join me in The Grasslands?" Skittle chirped, getting straight to the point.

Medina smiled, with tears of happiness in her eyes. "You have no idea how long I have been waiting for someone to ask me that question. Yes, yes, yes!!! She purred, feeling the warmth of motherhood stirring. She had made a promise to herself that she would be claimed before giving birth. Just a little while longer... "If you act with haste, you will have a few more members added to your clan in about three days, I think."

"Come with me," Skittle meowed, joyous at the fact that his newest arrival-- and soon to be arrivals- were safe and his claimees. He pointed a claw in the direction of their new home.

He took a few steps forward, then looked back to make sure she was following.

OOC: Continue in The Grasslands?

Grateful for his offer, Medina stretched her wings and followed a few paces behind him.

OOC: Go for it!