{In the coliseum, Caster not only has her hood down today, but also has a baby griffin perched carefully on her arm. She's handling it like one would handle a falcon, which makes sense, considering the sizable claws, even though it's so small}

Ahh, Afratos, you're eating larger animals now, so it is close to time for you to learn how to fly. You cannot nest too long if you are to be for more than show.

{She waves her hand, and a piece of raw meat appears, flying up into the air. It watches curiously, squawking as it's unsure how to get to it exactly.}

Take your time, little one. It will come naturally as you get hungrier.

{It still paces nervously, its small wings flapping excitedly. Go ahead and approach, but please don't pet the griffin unless you want to lose a finger! ♥}

[You may not remember this woman since it has been a very long time since she visited the Plane. She is as ghostly and messy as ever but unlike last time, she's laughing. It sounds distant and muffled, as though she were laughing underwater.

The screens are around her again and she smiles as she shuts them off.] I told you. I told all of you. This is what happens when you play God. Good luck. [A pause.] Not really.

[Then she grins and with a last laugh, fades right into the Plane itself.]




((ooc: She will not be answering to anyone.))