DELTA

female ✦ the typhoon ✦ raptor squad

The prey was successful in attracting the pale green Utahraptor, who easily picked up on both Owen's and the boar's scents, and his orders, something she was more than happy to comply with.

Hunts. Those were something that satsified many of Delta's natural instincts, so she really had no qualms about joining in, the boar's squeals only exciting her more, as she sped up, tail whipping behind her as she weaved through the trees, easily keeping up with Owen as she made her way through, a scream erupting from her maw as she passed, beginning to herd the large boar into a 'kill zone'. Somewhere where it would be easy to go in for the kill without complications or obstacles, and even better, if it was near the nest that the raptor had made for her sisters' return to make it easier to protect. Not that many animals were idiotic enough to come after their food. The scent of decaying corpses surrounding the nest was enough to send any creature with half a brain the other way.

It was a bit like how a dog would herd sheep, what she was doing, in a way. Scaring the creature into the kill zone was easy enough, especially with Owen's help, often 'guiding' it back on track by appearing out of nowhere, seemingly, or a screech or a terrier to scare it back to where it was supposed to be going, and to alert Owen of her position.

it didn't take much to gather the small raptors attention, and the someone's fimiluar caw of his own kind was enough. Noise, as predicted— was enough, but the smell of boar and the loud whistle of the strange german shepherd clicking in a way similar to the older utharaptors babble, it was well enough to grab his attention. But ament was spoiled rotten by luciferus, and still young enough to be deemed innocent by the rest of the clan, nevermind the volatile nature of him, and the savage unpredictability of instinct that no one here seems to listen to anymore. He had gotten away with enough, and hearing another pack- and older pack of the same breed was seen as competition. Seen as threat.

But it was not with the serious undertones, as mother has often tried to explain, there was plenty of food to go around, plenty of land for both groups. One growing and the other fully realised. Enough of smarts in the clan, to control six savages. But as they learn, instinct cannot be controlled, and so won't ament either. Seeing delta and Owen, the other pack skitter by inside the jungle, it was unknown if they noticed the little dash of tawny feathers flicker in the undergrowth. Too high on their own hunt to spot the animal hunting them. Jealously was easy, savage and visceral. But he was weary, and he wanted to learn, to understand. So instead of dashing in to the hunt along them, or to cut them off, aren't stills nearby, and watches.

He isn't hungry anyway.

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DELTA

female ✦ the typhoon ✦ raptor squad

Kill.

Delta didn't even take her eyes off of her prey as she heard this, merely charged, claws outstretched, and a vicious shriek could be heard as she leapt, sickle claws digging into the large boar's flesh and her weight pinning it, and her head snapped forward, teeth and claws making quick work of the creature as it's final shrieks could be heard, and moments later, she would lift her bloodied head, dark yellow optics settling on Owen. Usually, with Blue, she tended to be quite aggressive, even to her sisters, when it came to food. It was only natural. Despite the bond they shared, they were still feral creatures at heart. Instincts always overrode those bonds in a crisis. The closest thing to enjoyment, for Delta, was satsifying her needs. As long as her needs were met, she was plenty happy.

After a few moments of staring, she would finally bend down to rip a chunk of meat off of the boar's thigh, shaking her head to get the piece free, and swallowing without chewing, before continuing in this manner.

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He thinks his children are something stranger than these feral ones - but then wouldn't any parent see their children (adopted or not) as better?

Lucifer's hubris is always perhaps his unyielding faith and pride in his family if he has none for himself, only proven surety in his own abilities - how could he not when he's lived through so much tragedy and died fro so much more, yet death rejects the shadow - he's never the type for arrogance in himself.

but arrogance on behalf of his children perhaps - pride for them.

it's been proven for his eldest four - and it's being proven by his small feathered children as they grow.

Still he keeps an eye on them, spying Ament in the shadows and Virgo leaving the area from where he lazes on a high outcropping for now - a dark inkblot on an otherwise sunbleached stone - merely watching Owen with his pack as is the Reaver's wont to watch the others as a sentinel would.

he'd been challenged y this raptor - and another feral raptor before long ago, he remembers the wariness for his larger armoured form, the calculating gleam - but fire is enough of a deterrent for most of this pack in his experience.

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He will never truly understand what it means to learn without a brain to savor it. Only through observation- through memory and words that are unintelligible to these sensible creatures. he wants to understand and maybe this is the closest he can get to it- a taste; not born of blood but hunger all the same. It is not a discovery so much as it is a reminder. Watching the pair hunt together gives a familiar pang to the smallest present. Like this, the dark browns of his body and the near black plumage surrounding his face make good camouflage. He is a child born of ferocity and instinct, with emotions and without a mind to be able to understand. (and maybe there is a tragedy in that)

But here- delta lifts her head to regard the German Shepard- and ament sees a connection- finds a similarity to the way that his own pack regard's mother. Is this German Shepard their parent? Is this the meaning of alpha? Virgo prickles beside him, silent with a silent snarl clear on her features, making her displeasure known- her disgust of the two before them clear to him. Alpha- if anyone he knew was an alpha it would be her. Fierce and resolute where Exodus is brittle and he is curious. - With his sisters, it could easily be seen as a weakness, and as his sister- his alpha walks off Ament feels the desire to follow as he always had. An instinct to remain close should anything happen- should Exodus find them- maybe they too could go hunting.

Ament has never truly craved to become a leader, content with his stand in his own pack. He may not lead but he has a voice with them. While his sister's can bicker and decide amongst themselves who is the true leader- Ament will busy himself in trying to understand other's, so that they better have a chance to survive this world together. Because everything about his world evolves around this. His sister's and his mother, their land and their friendlies. It is their's and it is not this group before him. They are savage- and they do not try to understand. They tear their way through and they are reckless in their survival. His own claw's click softly into the soil in a taste of agitation. They have hunted today, and the stench of their other hunts are close by enough to keep him from heading any closer. But now he is hungry- Dark colbalt eyes land on Owen's own catch- and feel's like snatching it from him. The boar is too big for Ament to get away with, but the rabbit- maybe. And with delta busy and Owen busy. he himself turns away to try and gather his sister's attention.

A loud chirp escapes him, settling into an insistent chattering in attempts to catch Virgo's attention by running alongside her and stopping. Swinging his own tail- he turns his head back towards Owen's direction. his own darker crest slightly raised in the question. The sent of prey- of blood is enough to stir both their instincts, but if VIrgo wants to stake a challenge - cause a little mischief with their own alpha then he will follow, if she thinks they are better without causing trouble he will follow her. It is merely an idea. But already he feels the tale-tell signs of the hunt in him, the drum of something inside him beating faster- he knows his sister to an extent, and feels like she will not let go of a challenge that Ament has presented her with.