Eventually she takes a fish or 2 and eats it. She looks down into the lake, and remembers she still has to make more ore thingys.

He chrips, seeing a hawk in the air. He smirks, screeching at one of the Griffins to go and race it.

She starts putting sand in the water, and after she thinks its enough she stares down into it. The sand starts glowing, forming the ores from before.

The Griffin accepts the challenge, flying up to the hawk and screeching at it.

Eventually she stops, the sand disappearing. Once again, there are ores down there. But they're different ores, and much more shiny.

The hawk speeds off, not looking back to see if the Griffin was following. The griffin speeds off after it, its large wings propelling it quickly.

She sets some fishes ashore, watching them flop around and die.

He watches them intently, chirping in approval as the Griffin gets the upper hand.

She nibbles on the fish, eating it little by little.

He watches as the Griffin passes the finishing mark, his flock screeches in pride, watching as the bird screeches at the griffin and flies off.