"Quiet is something I can d-  errr, hmm..." The gryph was about to simply say it would be easy to stay quiet, but then he remembered where they were.   Snow would crunch under his much smaller paws, he did not have the wings of an owl to remain silent in the air, and to go too high up into the sky would be like a beacon to anyone around.  Black, flying cats were not normally the hardest to spot against a blue, or cloudy-white, sky!   He would stick to tree limbs, except there was no telling if there would be a path to follow the tigers on the ground.   "Well, I will do my best.  But finding this out could be quite vital to this trek, as knowing how and what you tiger's hunt is<span style="font-style: italic">important</span>information!"