Owen had faintly, nearly noticed the lack of knowledge that the Typhooners had about his raptors. While Lucifer might, having helped raise the feathered raptors, his raptors were trained a specific way. They were raised in captivity, and trained by his own hands. By his own heart. He had raised them from eggs, though. They were his children.

"Delta!" Owen howled out his broadcasting call, hoping the Beta would rush to greet her Alpha. While he didn't care if she ate anyone outside of the Typhoon, it would be a problem if she ate someone important, or a child, or a pregnant woman. Yeah, he really needed to teach everyone what they needed to know before approaching the utahraptors.

Lifting his head up proudly, the brown and black german shepherd kept his face smug despite his confident, calm posture. "Aye, fellow pirates! I'm hosting a little lesson about utahraptor behavior. My raptors, specifically. It'll help you survive a lot longer, hopefully." He announced, cracking his neck momentarily. He had a basket of dead rats and other medium-sized fresh kill, including fish. He had caught some for this specific event, as he might need a lot of it to keep Delta in order while he had people around him.

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"Because they're my children, and they see me as their Alpha. Killing them would mean killing my last remaining family members." Owen replied calmly, his posture still remaining loose yet proud. He had every right to be proud, in his opinion. "While you might not notice it, the raptors are all protective of their territory. They're useful in combat, and could do some serious damage if allowed to.  Or well.. If they want to." Owen barked, rolling his shoulders slightly.

He could understand Caesar's point, but he didn't want to choose his clan over his family. When the clan is all dead, if the clan were to betray him, the raptors were still there. Owen loved his girls, and his loyalty to his pack might be too much, too naive, but he trusted the girls. His relationship with them was built on mutual respect.

"While you guys do matter to me, I have known my utahraptors their whole life. I want you guys to know what to do if I'm not around, or if you find them cornering you. As you said, they are wild- feral, is a better word. While they are feral, they are trained to obey their Alpha. You're looking at their Alpha." Owen explained slowly, his tail resting over his paws as he continued to wait, ever so patiently.

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"Why hello there, Lucifer!" Owen greeted with a smile, gesturing for him to sit down amongst the growing crowd. He had a respect for the large black dragon, since he had been raising a pack of feathered raptors as well. From what he noticed of them, they had imprinted on Luciferus, which was impressive.

At Lucifer's comment about Caesar, Owen shrugged his shoulders. He wasn't too disturbed about the question, in reality. Yes, it made him uncomfortable, because he couldn't kill his own raptors, but he didn't take it too much to heart. "It's a question I don't mind answering, and a damn good one at that. Anyone else have questions before we begin?" Owen asked, before he felt the wind of Delta's tail behind him. She babbled at him, a comfortable sound to Owen, before tilting her head and tapping her talons against the ground. Anticipation. She was waiting for him.

Food? Hunt? Her babble was recognizable, and Owen clicked his tongue. "Not food. Food givers." He babbled out, turning his gaze towards the two whom had arrived. While he was cautious with the yellow feline, he trusted him enough to have his raptors around him. Delta was smarter, she knew when to pick a fight and when to not. Well..  Sometimes.

"Delta, eyes on me." Owen's voice was strict, dominance taking over his stance as he eyed the utahraptor calmly. He loved his children, but they were high maintenance and needed to constantly be kept in check if they wanted to keep their home here. If she obeyed his command, Owen would toss a fish up for the raptor as a reward. From the looks of the leftover meat stuck between her teeth, Owen could see that she had been feeding before she had come over. He'll have to take her hunting again when she was hungry once more as an apology.

"This beautiful utahraptor here is named Delta. As of right now, until her sisters come back, she is the Beta of the Pack. In total, there are four utahraptors, including Delta herself." Owen explained calmly, lifting a paw up to the green-tinted raptor in an attempt to have her push her snout against his palm. When they were all little, Owen had trained them to notice when he was in distress and how to act upon it. He remembered how tiny they were as babies, when they had first hatched. "As you all know, my raptors are all feral, yet trained to act on my commands as their Alpha. Our relationship is built on mutual respect, with me having raised them. They aren't like the feathered raptors, raised in the wild here. My girls were all raised in captivity, as much as I hate to admit it." He explained further, amber-golden eyes resting on Luciferus and Caesar for a moment before he waited for any questions. He would continue if there were none.

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"That's why we're having this class, dearest Caesar." Owen replied sarcastically, rolling his eyes. He took a step closer to Delta, brushing a paw against her snout once more before he turned to talk again. "They won't attack you if they don't see you as a threat or prey. Lesson One, never show fear or aggression towards them. They'll take that as a sign that you are prey or an enemy. With time, she might learn that anyone who smells like the Typhoon is an ally, but that time is not now. I can't confirm that she will, but I can confirm that if you can keep your emotions and body posture right around the utahraptors, you shouldn't have anything to worry about. Besides, from what I see, if Luciferus is around, Delta won't go after him alone." He barked, scooting the basket of food over to the utahraptor to keep her occupied.

"She doesn't understand our language, she gets a few of my english commands only because of repetition as a youngling. So, if she were to ever go after you because you screwed up with your emotions, I suggest climbing a tree fast, Caesar." He joked, a sickeningly sweet smile on his face. While Caesar had a stick up his ass, Owen had no problem with being a sarcastic ass towards him in return.

Finally, he decided to give a few tips to the group. "Want to be on the raptors good side? Feed them. They'll consider you food-givers, instead of prey. Speak to them calmly, and toss a piece of prey at them." He stated calmly, golden eyes narrowing slightly as he shook his head to rid himself of any chills.

As for them turning against me, they have before, a long time back. The place they stayed kept machines on them, that's what turned them against me the moment they found a better Alpha. An Alpha that wouldn't let them be used, to be controlled. The moment I took their equipment off, they came back. That is why I do not force them to stay in the Typhoon. That'd be the same as keeping them in containment."

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