Fire tired to focus, and that was likely all that kept him from simply breaking this shell around his soul and fleeing.   Without a body, this was the gryphon at his most vulnerable.  Animal instincts took over and first thoughts are to escape to save his life, no matter who or what was restraining him.  He heard the spoken words, but barely understood them in his fearful anger.   Barely still means that he did understand them, though, and worked his mind into envisioning the closest thing he could; his merlin-sized second reformation state.<br/><br/>That more corporeal representation of Fire was rather still, though.  Perfect food for a needy tigress!   The gryphon, a creature born of magic and holding some unusual abilities concerning heat and fire, would be a very nutritious meal for her.  Half avian, half mammal, Fire was a strange type of meat, with the values of both red and white meat combined in something like a combo meal.  And to make things even better, he comes pre-seasoned, with an oddly herbal yet spicy flavour.  Something akin to buffalo seasoning, but with herbs sprinkled on as well.  And the meat was all hers, since Fire would have no more need for it.