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[buckingham barnes]

When Buckingham padded into the scene, the former assassin couldn't stop himself from cursing at the sight before him. "Holy fuck!" The former assassin swore, his fur bristled in alarm at the beast before him and Monroe. Bucky has only seen a few dinosaurs in his life time, and each time he's still just as surprised- you know, these things are suppose to be extinct after all. The maine coon arrived when the utahraptor, Delta, was restrained on the ground, an unfamiliar canine going up to it. Thanks to his enhanced senses, Bucky heard the comments the canine made at Monroe- the guy was acting as if Monroe was the bad guy and the dinosaur was the victim! The Utahraptor invaded their territory and could have killed Monroe- Monroe is not at fault here. Bucky's eyes widened slightly when he noticed Owen attempting to cut Delta free, who looked more angered and ready to kill. Was this guy fucking insane? He hoped that the restraints Monroe made were strong, it wouldn't end well if it gets free.

Bucky's metal claws began to dig into the ground as his ears drew back to his skull. He kept his gaze locked on Owen and Delta, his tail swishing behind him. "How about instead of us having to worry about that thing eating us, you and your clan should keep it under control!" He snapped at Owen, eyes blazing with anger. Delta killed one of their members, and he's just trying to wave it off with an excuse? His explanation only sounds like the Typhoon are not only insane for harboring the raptor, but they're pretty bad at keeping it in control too.

[rhosmari]

MONROE

MALE — SUNHAVEN — HELION — HARD

She didn't care for borderlines! If he didn't want his people eaten they better not travel alone! The words coming from the canine made the male angry, his tail whipping through air and a sense of frustration boiling in his stomach. So what he was saying was that his people were to be afraid in their own home of some overgrown lizard coming in at any time to eat them. This was Sunhaven's home not some feral creatures hunting grounds and he wasn't about to have it. Let her go he said and they'd be on their way taking one of his dead group mates with them. He thought not. Pearl colored eyes took on a more silvery tone as he eyed the male with indignation and his head lifted up a bit more. "I ain't about tae let her go till ya keep her in check. She ain't welcomed here and if she comes back here I will bend every last bit of blood from her body still she ain't nothing but a shrunken corpse." His words were tinged with bitterness and Owen should count himself lucky that he hadn't resorted to actually bending the creatures blood to his own will. It would have been extremely painful and could have outright killed her. The leader narrowed his gaze then as he took a small step back to stand in front of the corpse. They'd be buried and here, not in some feral murderous creatures stomach. "Get out. Now." Water began to lift in the air and it moved from the raptor's limbs with ease to form jagged points in the air. His eyes shifted over to look at Bucky and he was grateful for his presence but his words remained the same, holding the threat there clearly in the air.

#psychosocial.

[- DELTA -]

DELTA

female ✦ the typhoon ✦ raptor squad

The snarling slowly, but surely, toned down to a very annoyed chuff, although Delta continued to do her best to get free, it was less for the reason of tearing Monroe into so many pieces they wouldn't be able to find them all, and more because she was still a feral creature, one that did not like to be restrained.

It reminded her of captivity, of those metal cages they put Delta and her sisters in when they weren't in their paddock, usually to ensure that they didn't escape. Those times tended to blur into each other, since there was no stimulation for the utahraptor's mind.

So when they were finally released, she shook her legs, as if confirming that she was free, before settling her dark yellow gaze on both Bucky and Monroe, tail whipping as she gave a hiss, moving towards Owen, as if daring them to get too close to Alpha or her. Sickle claws tapped, and she was quite surprised Owen hadn't given her the order to kill them. They weren't part of the territory they currently resided in, and had attacked her while she was having a meal. This meant that they were enemies, right?

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"Delta. Home." Owen babbled to the utahraptor, eyes narrowing towards the two whom had such threatening forms. "Next time you encounter a feral beast, try, I don't know, not seeming so pissed off? That only makes her want to attack you." Owen snapped at the two, nudging the utahraptor to stand on her feet before moving to stand with his side brushing against her legs. Her tail was dangerous, and he didn't feel like dealing with a nasty bruise. "Follow Alpha." Owen barked, sliding his knife back into its sheath before he began to walk out of the territory.

He'd feed her when they got home.

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TAGS • THE TYPHOON • 27 M/O • GERMAN SHEPHERD • #RAPTORFAM

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[buckingham barnes]

Bucky's gaze did not leave Owen or Delta, but an annoyed snarl slowly made it's way onto his muzzle as Owen kept talking. "Next time you encounter a feral beast, try, I don't know, not seeming so pissed off?" Bucky was almost at a loss of words, opening his mouth, mouthing the words what the fuck? They just came across a feral dinosaur tearing it's pearly whites into their clanmate- who without a doubt, wasn't going to survive. So of course they were going to be pissed off, this isn't something they'd just shrug off! He didn't say any words to the canine as he padded off with the beast, but it was clear that Bucky was fuming with anger.

[Owlie]

EDWARD NYGMA

WHAT AM I?

What the hell? Nygma hung from the tree branches, where it was safe. It couldn’t jump up here, right? He adjusted his glasses, clearing his throat.

”Uhm- Buckingham- is, that a velociraptor?”

"Course it is, dummy, look at it.” He saw the other Ed, standing on the dinosaurs back as it was ordered around by its master. "The teeth and the claws. Made for killing!” He saw the other gibbon run fingers along Delta’s lips and teeth.
"A machine, a monster, intelligent and the perfect killer! And she’s held back by a weak lackey!”

Ed swung up, sitting on the branch, clearing his throat, breathing heavily.
”REMIND YOU OF SOMEONE?”

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