06-23-2018, 11:01 PM
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[b]¼ RAPTOR PACK— FERAL — THE ASCENDANTS
[div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: georgia; color: #476d66;"]A smilodon and a dog. What an odd pair then again it wasn't everyday that you saw a Utahraptor wandering around especially on her own without her sisters though she was independent despite being the baby of the pack. She walked over spectating the interaction with a tilt of her head before she would click her sickle claws against the rock she was perched upon, she had been hunting nearby and well she had heard voices even if she didn't understand a single thing that was coming out of their mouth. They seem to wear these odd rocks on their heads and she wondered if the two were a pack, she knew that the Ascendants were a pack or she viewed it as such anyways. She had her own pack and she preferred it over the pack that inhabited this place, her throat vibrated as a purring type of noise escaped her as she investigated this. She hopped off the rock she was on top of staring at the smilodon, it was much larger than the puny cats that lived here, she made sure to be cautious with her snout lifting upwards a bit as she huffed. The six foot tall predator would release a few chuffs to express her curiosity, she was quite tempted to get closer but she somewhat refused. She didn't know why these two were wearing rocks on their heads and frankly, she didn't want to get to close because of it.