Penny remained sat under the shade of the tree when Gryphon joined her, his wise smile never once betraying his true chaotic thoughts that she often saw in the form of teasing. While they never moved faster than a calm jog, the cohort didn't travel much slower than that either.
Initially it was fine, but now after a day of travels she was grateful for the short break, and even pretended not to notice Azel and Colwyn disappearing into the woods to do whatever suspicious activities went on with them. The wayward thief had yet to earn the complete trust of the group, so their various skeletons remained hidden in their respective closets, for now.
Even Gryphon, who must have been in his late sixties, was having an easier time keeping up with the intense pace set by Colwyn.
"You're going to need to start using your mana, dear."