When Buckingham padded into the scene, the former assassin couldn't stop himself from cursing at the sight before him. "Holy fuck!" The former assassin swore, his fur bristled in alarm at the beast before him and Monroe. Bucky has only seen a few dinosaurs in his life time, and each time he's still just as surprised- you know, these things are suppose to be extinct after all. The maine coon arrived when the utahraptor, Delta, was restrained on the ground, an unfamiliar canine going up to it. Thanks to his enhanced senses, Bucky heard the comments the canine made at Monroe- the guy was acting as if Monroe was the bad guy and the dinosaur was the victim! The Utahraptor invaded their territory and could have killed Monroe- Monroe is not at fault here. Bucky's eyes widened slightly when he noticed Owen attempting to cut Delta free, who looked more angered and ready to kill. Was this guy fucking insane? He hoped that the restraints Monroe made were strong, it wouldn't end well if it gets free.

Bucky's metal claws began to dig into the ground as his ears drew back to his skull. He kept his gaze locked on Owen and Delta, his tail swishing behind him. "How about instead of us having to worry about that thing eating us, you and your clan should keep it under control!" He snapped at Owen, eyes blazing with anger. Delta killed one of their members, and he's just trying to wave it off with an excuse? His explanation only sounds like the Typhoon are not only insane for harboring the raptor, but they're pretty bad at keeping it in control too.

MONROE

"Delta. Home." Owen babbled to the utahraptor, eyes narrowing towards the two whom had such threatening forms. "Next time you encounter a feral beast, try, I don't know, not seeming so pissed off? That only makes her want to attack you." Owen snapped at the two, nudging the utahraptor to stand on her feet before moving to stand with his side brushing against her legs. Her tail was dangerous, and he didn't feel like dealing with a nasty bruise. "Follow Alpha." Owen barked, sliding his knife back into its sheath before he began to walk out of the territory.

He'd feed her when they got home.

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Bucky's gaze did not leave Owen or Delta, but an annoyed snarl slowly made it's way onto his muzzle as Owen kept talking. "Next time you encounter a feral beast, try, I don't know, not seeming so pissed off?" Bucky was almost at a loss of words, opening his mouth, mouthing the words what the fuck? They just came across a feral dinosaur tearing it's pearly whites into their clanmate- who without a doubt, wasn't going to survive. So of course they were going to be pissed off, this isn't something they'd just shrug off! He didn't say any words to the canine as he padded off with the beast, but it was clear that Bucky was fuming with anger.