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Asavar snapped his head around in the direction of the intrusion. Good Looking? While yes, he supposed compared to whatever this lowly creature had ever seen, he was good looking, but her compliments would get her no where. He was not a servant nor did he jump up and down when her mistress said so. Her mistress could require all she wanted, Asavar was going no where. A Griffon did not move to the bidding of a vampire. Perhaps in time, the vampire would learn some manners and ask... but more importantly, learn to come herself and not send her servant. Until then, Asavar was more then content to remain where he was. Also, interesting usually meant something interesting to their kind, not to him. Did they find some lowly prey they wished to feast upon? Did something happen to one of the other members of their little flower party? Either way, It did not concern him.

The sphinx had ruined the atmosphere, so it was time for a change in scenery. Snapping his wings out, he beat them a few times and sent himself soaring into the air before tucking his wings back in and shooting at the roof of Radiant Hall. Snapping his wings back out once more, he broke his rapid decent and lowered himself onto the top before laying down once more this time a little higher then the rest of the creatures of the forest. It was only right that they have to look up to him. Content with the change... although now all he saw was a depressing view of a dull forest and a black sky, it would do.