ADARA

female ✦ the typhoon ✦ venandi pack

//retro to territory burning
A brightly-colored head lifted, wings ruffling as Adara took a few steps forward, venturing out without her siblings or mother by her side, a rare sight to see, and somewhat of a shock for the young raptor as well, though from the confidence she was exuding, it was hard to tell she was bothered by this fact. The only signs of it was the cautiousness she displayed, present in the form of an outstretched neck and erect crest, as if she was struggling to see above the taller foliage, beady eyes darting back and forth for any threats.

Like the rest of her siblings, she had held little to no affection towards the Typhooners, or the other ferals inhabiting what she strongly considered her and her siblings' territory, except maybe mother. Mother was the exception. Mother fed them and watched out for them, from the moment that they hatched. In Adara's eyes, outside of the pack, Mother was the only one worth protecting. Whether she considered Lucifer an official member of the pack was a bit unclear, even to her, her bond stronger with the creatures she could communicate easily with.

Sickle claws tapped as she made her way closer and closer to the camp, the bright coloring of her feathers actually helping her achieve this rather than acting as a handicap. From a very young age, Adara was quick to realize that the bright colorings were better than something such as dusty colored feathers, which stuck out like a sore thumb here. Much like a tiger would use their bright stripes to their advantage, Adara did the same, using it as a way to taunt her targets, a flash of bright color more than enough to send fear into the hearts of their prey, prompting them to run in the other direction, herded like oblivious sheep to the slaughter. And she relished that feeling more than anything.

For now, a soft chitter could be heard as she crept closer, trying to get a better look to scope out anything that could be eaten by the turkey-sized raptor, claws flexing in anticipation as she did so, craning her neck to get a better look.

L U C I F E R . G R I M M

"The endless Void, The gazing abyss, The bottomless ocean of horror...It coiled itself around your tender heart"

welll considering Lucifer had all the time in the world, he would have said - had Felik's word's been vocal - that he'd raise as many as he could deign, Lucifer was nothing if not an all around parent - whether they called him mom or dad not really mattering to him considering.

still he shifts from the edge of the shadows with an amused hum as he watches another of his group chitter around - and some small luck that he could talk to them but given his age in relevance to the planet he walked on, well he knew a great many languages, feral or nay, forgotten or not.

"Found another of my children Feliks?" he hums quietly.

/everyone continually baffled by luci's fam of raptors always amuses.

ADARA

female ✦ the typhoon ✦ venandi pack

"Oi."

Adara turned her head in time to see the mangled rat heading her way, sharp teeth glinting in the sunlight moments before she jumped, strong legs propelling her upwards with ease, a few droplets of blood staining the yellow feathers around her beak as she snatched the rat out of the air, beady black eyes still filled with suspicion as they bore into Feliks, but she dug in nonetheless, meat, fur, and bones making their way down her gullet.

Of course, Adara's stomach could handle such hard-to-digest substances. Her jaws were built for snapping bones, and the delicate ones in this rat were made quick work of, still eyeing the griffin warily the whole time, until a familiar voice was heard.

"Mother." A purring could be heard from Adara, who quickly trotted up to Lucifer, the scraps that had been left hanging in her mouth, an offering to mother, though, it might not feed her much. It was like a cat who offered their owner dead creatures, in a sense, except it was because she respected Lucifer, not because she felt that he was useless and couldn't hunt for himself.