[h2][color=af9d80][b]Roger Falkner[/b][/color][/h2]

Their attack was successful- the griffin's attack caused the horses to panic and flee.  The horse beneath them wasn't nearly so lucky, its spine having been cleanly bitten through.  Roger didn't pay too much attention to the dead horse, though- he was much more concerned with everything going around them.

The attack on the horse pen had been the signal for the rest of the Lions to attack.  The others rushed in, cutting down any of the mercenaries in their way.  With the Morathi caught as unprepared as they were, and without their mounts, they were quickly proving to be easy prey for Velvetica's forces.

Shortclaw raised his head from the dispatched horse, his beak dripping with equine viscera.  The griffin placed its front talons on the horse pen to prop itself up, and seemingly scanned the area, glancing over everything going on around them.  Despite the presence of plenty of Morathi around them, the griffin did not instinctually move to attack them, nor did Roger command or try to compel him to do so.  Instead, they stayed put, looking around, staying vigilant in case an actual threat appeared, or in case they heard the sound of a Lion that needed help.

Roger was fairly sure that his mount was greatly enjoying this.  The immensely proud beast got a kick out of seeing humans fleeing before him, especially those designated as enemies.  The Falkners in fact considered it an essential lesson in training a griffin to ensure that they view fleeing, panicking, or surrendering humans as food for their massive ego rather than for their stomach.  Otherwise, disaster could strike if the wrong person became frightened at the wrong time.

They weren't just doing this for fun, through.  The two of them were keeping watch in case any of the mercenaries managed to regroup and begin to fight back.  In the frenzy of a fight, especially one that was going well, it was all too easy to get caught up in the moment and get caught off-guard when a new threat emerges or something goes wrong.  If something like that were to happen here, the griffin and rider would be ready to spring into action.