Hippogryph

A priestess next to the hippogryph quickly murmured soothing sounds. ❋ Richard A. Knaak (2010)

From above the high priestess emanated a silver light that wrapped over both night elves and the hippogryph. ❋ Richard A. Knaak (2010)

“I am honored to fly with you,” Tyrande told the hippogryph. ❋ Richard A. Knaak (2010)

The hippogryph also wore a protective helm over his head and some body armor. ❋ Richard A. Knaak (2010)

Like the hippogryph rider, he kept low over the trees. ❋ Richard A. Knaak (2010)

Above them, the beast—her hippogryph, as Broll had suspected even before he had accosted him—made a low, angry squawk. ❋ Richard A. Knaak (2010)

A moment later they confronted a large male hippogryph tethered to a massive oak. ❋ Richard A. Knaak (2010)

Jai took up a position outside the entrance, the hippogryph peering into the mists in search of any potential foe. ❋ Richard A. Knaak (2010)

The hippogryph started after it, but Tyrande quietly called his name. ❋ Richard A. Knaak (2010)

She quickly stepped back to the hippogryph and seized from the side of the saddle her glaive. ❋ Richard A. Knaak (2010)

With the hippogryph trailing her, Tyrande led Broll to the nearest of the dwellings. ❋ Richard A. Knaak (2010)

The hippogryph reluctantly descended, landing near his rider. ❋ Richard A. Knaak (2010)

Returning to the hippogryph, the pair saw nothing … but heard much. ❋ Richard A. Knaak (2010)

The flapping of wings immediately stirred images of Fandral in pursuit of the errant druid, but what Broll located in the sky was no storm crow, but rather the hazy shape of a hippogryph. ❋ Richard A. Knaak (2010)