NOTHING LEFT TO GIVE // Intruder

IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME COMING, AND THE TABLES TURNED AROUND
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack

The beast lunged from his position, landing onto the vulture with ease and crushing it under his weight. The desert was hardly forgiving, but just this once he managed to have a somewhat decent meal. It was surprisingly easy to find a way past the border, which could only mean good things for Titan. As he crunched down, the gentle hiss of a feline made him pause.

Turning his large head toward the sound, his eyes locked onto the tiny blue feline. It did not seem related to the other winged cats he met days before, so he had little issue with trying to kill it. A deep snarl resonated in him and he started to jump, trying to land on the kitten. But they were small and fast, and he landed on nothing but sand. With a frustrated snarl he turned to where the cat had moved to and lunged again. His paws slammed into its side and he relished in the screech it gave.

Now with a limp, the kitten backed away, hissing and spitting, yet not even making a sound akin to that of a word. How many of these animals couldn't speak!? Titan did not know, nor did he care, as he advanced. But he stopped as another scent hit his nose, followed by heavy, quick footsteps. Discerning the direction of the noises, he turned too late.

CAUSE ONE OF US IS GOING, ONE OF US IS GOING DOWN!
Wanderer. -- Mutated Canadian Timber Wolf

credit @/teef

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WHO ARE YOU? WHAT DO YOU NEED?

Boy had run ahead of her for the patrol - she didn't see much of an issue, since there was a border wall being built that would keep most out. But the screech that resonated through the air, it sounded like a small kitten. Rage boiled in her, causing a flame to surround her and grow. Her bones snapped and reformed as her body changed shape, forelegs shrinking and feathers and scales taking over fur and flesh. The final form of a Lythronax broke through the fire as it died, and she started sprinting.

With a loud, booming roar, she slammed her maw into the wolf, throwing him back as she stood protectively over Boy. "WHO ARE YOU, AND WHY DID YOU COME HERE?" She boomed, snapping at the air afterwards.

ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT TO BE LIKE ME?

Kold Darcia Di Angelo - Marauder of The Pitt - 3 year, 8 months

The same thing you are -

anger was not something she felt. yet, the trespasser was a threat to her cubs. the logical thought was to protect her family. so, the cheetah came up beside kold and narrowed those emotionless eyes on the trespasser. crinkling her lip into an angry snarl.

you are not welcome. attacking those that live here is not welcomed. leave. her voice showed no emotion. nothing showed as she slammed her front paws and seemed to bow her chest down.

in truth, she was ready to fight. taking a stance that made it easy for her to leap away easy.

speaking

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