YOU FOUGHT WITH THE DEVIL'S HEARTBEAT && open, temp joining.

For now, with her alpha back in the first time in a long while, Delta sticks close to him; she does not want him to vanish again. She is used to her sisters slipping out for extended times alone, as they never truly needed to stay as a pack these days, with such easy mammal prey. Delta prefers hunting alone herself, avoiding squabbles over the best bits of a carcass, unless the prey was too big to take down easily.

Owen, however, is strange to her in that he is her parent - and therefore as strong as her, in Delta's feral mind - yet he is small. It is easy to lose sight of him in dense foliage, but she doesn't have a problem following his scent to keep close on his tail (metaphorically and literally speaking). Thus, as Owen pauses to shake his paw, she stops too. Noticing that they are near the human constructed building, she sneers at it momentarily before her dark eyes return to Owen and surveying the nearby territory. While she liked living here because her three favorite pack mammals lived her, she hated dealing with the ones that wore shiny things on their heads - the big one gave her that nasty scar on her face, and she does not forgive him.

"Then welcome to our wild bunch, Owen," Suiteheart responded as a smile surfaced across her lips. While she knew Owen had once been here, she wasn't sure if that had interacted with him outside of one or two times. Even so, he seemed incredibly interesting; after all, how often did you come into contact with someone who had control over fucking dinosaurs?

She found her smile widening just as bit as she spotted Delta beside him. In the last few weeks, the Folie-Mikaelsons had developed an odd symbiotic relationship; the vampire duo left carcasses just over the Ascendants borders and Delta came along and disposed of them in order to feed. Had Suite grown oddly attached to the utahraptor? Yes.

"I think Delta'll be happy to have you too, Owen," she added, motioning with her towards the feral girl.

[b]suiteheart folie-mikaelson . ecliptic admiral . the ascendants . tags

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"just visiting then?" the lioness would inquire, casually being the first one to greet the german shepherd who she's never before met. most likely, he was here a while ago and left before the time she first joined since she doesn't recall ever meeting him before this little encounter. now what is it that she is apparently supposed to say? normally she'd see folks say 'welcome to the clan' or that it's 'great to meet you' to newcomers. none of those she'd really say to people she doesn't know a thing about, but a greeting nonetheless. ah fuck it, traditional it is until she can find something new to say. "welcome back, i suppose. texas is the name, but tex for short." the freelancer would add since she really didn't know how this place worked with people coming back only for a few playdates or whatever business they may have to take care of. all she knew was that it had no amount of relevancy to her current life, just yet. "as for your friend there, no clue who. sorry." the agent would add with a flick of her tail. her best guess would be one of those enemy clans, but there was no guarantee about that.

//jurassic world *heart*
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