“GET DOWN YOU SILLY BIRD!” Handy reached up and grabbed the griffon by her left wing and pulled her to the ground as a furious fire blast washed over the top of their cover. Handy virtually cowered beneath his cloak, desperately keeping all of his body parts under its voluminous cover for fear of being caught in the fireblast. Illogical, given his cloak was hardly fireproof, but he wasn’t thinking about that as he silently cursed his earlier, foolhardy action and wondering exactly which of his family members he could curse for giving him his temper.