A group of griffins flew a high, stayed in that position for a minute or so before they dove back down. Gilda could guess they were confirming the information Guerrero sent them. Looking back at the Cloven, Gilda didn’t see any odd movement from the patrol. Either the Cloven didn’t see the griffin spotters, or they didn’t care. She watched as the wagons paused, then began to move forward, while the griffins began to fly to another direction, before traveling in parallel to the wagons. 