Swifty heard Jack calling, and he spun himself around in the air fast enough that it almost threw Angus off completely.
"Your ass is mine Jack!" Angus shouted at Jack, irked with him.
"Give him the damned chicken, one of you little juvenile delinquents!" Michael bellowed, irked at all of them. Swifty was now screeching at full volume, having a raging temper tantrum because he couldn't get the chicken. He came skidding in for a landing, and when he actually touched down on the ground, he bucked Angus off, throwing Angus to the ground. Angus hit his head, and he blacked out for a minute.
The hippogriff grabbed the chicken and spun back around, intended to go on a stampede, to stomp Angus into the ground, and at that moment, Kate apparated in front of Angus with a huge explosion of fire and sparks, shouting at the top of her lungs, purposely frightening the hippogriff into backing away from Angus. That gave Marcus time to apparate to Angus and to cover him.
Angus began coming around, the back of his head feeling like it was hit with a diesel truck.
"I'm gonna kill him," Angus mumbled, sitting up, his head spinning.
"Jack or the bird?" Marcus asked.
"Yes. Both of 'em. Jack can catch the damned hippogriff now. I'm done. Do I smell fire?"
"Yep."
"What's burning?"
"Kate," Marcus replied.