"You're doing great, Grey Feathers.'' The Griff squawked. Obviously it agreed. Or maybe it enjoyed being rubbed dry with the sponge, which Adi was finishing up ondoing right now. Not a moment too soon for the Professor spoke up with a fresh set of instructions.

After listening and watching the man demonstrate, Adi followed suit. Rub then pat the hind. "Excellent. You're still doing great. Come on, this way.'' Grey Feathers followed the boy, stepping out of the pool.

"Well done.'' Next, Adi magically cleaned the comb then carefully dragged it through the feathers so that they were smoothed out and fell neatly in place. When that was done some minutes later, Adi began to talk to Grey Feathers again, calmly urging him out of the pen (after making sure he was dry, of course).

The Griff seemed to have nooooo problems with Adi now and followed him without any issues.