06-24-2018, 09:34 PM
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Blood from her latest kill dripped down her maw, streams of it down her throat. The carrion smell permeated the air, and she nearly slipped on the blood and entrails stained floor. Somehow, the clicker didn't break as her large clawed foot slammed on it, discoloring the devise to crimson from the contact. Where Blue was angrily rebellious, Delta seemed much more mischievous - her instincts knew the small child wouldn't be able to guard the clicker, and so she easily won it from him by her challenge. Having learned to associate the clicker's sound with food, Delta only understood that when she heard the sound that food shortly followed as a rule.
Now, she held the clicker. Hissing at the child and his mother, she impatiently tapped her foot on the mechanical object. Most of the time, she missed and slammed the floor or the side of the clicker. But, every ten tries or so, she got the damn thing to click. And that signified an immediate food reward. "Food! Food! Food!" she babbled loudly, stretching her body up to her full height in a commanding and domineering posture, directed at Connor and his mother. So what if she ranked second behind Blue and stood behind the bigger raptor. Delta heard the clicks, and she expected her reward.
Now, she held the clicker. Hissing at the child and his mother, she impatiently tapped her foot on the mechanical object. Most of the time, she missed and slammed the floor or the side of the clicker. But, every ten tries or so, she got the damn thing to click. And that signified an immediate food reward. "Food! Food! Food!" she babbled loudly, stretching her body up to her full height in a commanding and domineering posture, directed at Connor and his mother. So what if she ranked second behind Blue and stood behind the bigger raptor. Delta heard the clicks, and she expected her reward.