On the road, something lay. And looked at him. Chapter 2 For a few seconds it took Sebastian out to regain his breath and loosen your fingers, stisnuvshie wheel. finger knuckles were still white, when he opened the door and jumped out. The afternoon sun brought down a fever at his head. In the middle of the road, just a few inches from the hood, lying dog - gray with brown markings. The dog was lying with his head on his front paws, and is clearly not going to move anywhere. And not just a dog, and hunting griffin - a once lived on a nearby farm. Those long whiskers same overhanging eyebrows on the bearded face. Sebastian had not seen griffins, and view those big kind eyes made him come closer.