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She stood there, shakily leaning against the tree's walls, as she waited for a return call from her sisters or to see even one hint of them. But, seconds turned to moments, and the teal-haired woman decided that waiting made for a waste of time. Her stomach still growled with hunger, and she knew this slow and weak form made for poor hunting. Her dark eyes drifted to the nearly consumed boar carcass just outside the hollow tree den, but her nose curled at the sight of it; instinctively, it seemed that this pathetic body also found carrion intolerable. A sneer plastered across her face as she released her hand from the bark, shakily swaying for a moment before she took a step. And then another.
Walking, still as difficult as her first attempt, nonetheless seemed as easy a skill to acquire as anything else. Going without her large, heavy tail as a counterweight caused the new human to lean too far forward as she walked - with her back still straight, this made for an unusual sight. She also found working these feet rather difficult. Given that, as a Utahraptor, she spent the majority of her life walking without the use of a heel, adjusting to this awkward foot structure gave her more trouble than the lack of a counterweight.
Eyebrows crinkling, muscles tightening on her forehead to form angry lines, she stumbled through the forest with a clear goal in mind. If she couldn't find her sisters - and Owen, she hadn't seen him for at least a month now - she had one way to definitely find food. She doubted she could intimidate the mammal pack into giving her food in this pathetic state, but her favorite food giver (and a new food giver, the female blood eater) made for more solid bets.
Soon enough, she found the mammal pack's structure with minimal difficulty; even her pathetic human senses picked out the giant building against the lush forest. Announcing her presence by inadvertently slamming the door open - the first thud resulted from the wooden door hitting the wall, the second twack came after the door rebounded off the wall and hit her arm. Hissing in pain, she leveled a quick glare at the goddamn contraption. For something built by those goddamn humans, she certainly didn't understand how it caused her new human form pain just by opening it. Of course, Delta didn't know that she was seriously overmuscled compared to regular humans; standing at five foot six, she had a less than impressive height. But with a BMI of 23 and body fat percentage hovering around 20%, she certainly had enough raw power to make it dangerous to stumble around hitting things too hard. She might break her fingers.
Habitually sniffing the air, trying to get a read on the location of the Ascendants, she growled again to herself as she realized her sense of smell was even more useless than she anticipated. Despite such a close proximity to the bulk of the mammal pack, all she smelled was the musty interior of the building. When she paused to think, though, she heard the sound of voices. Human voices. On alert, the former Utahraptor sharply turned towards the source of the noise and quickly skidded to the area - inadvertently taking advantage of the fact bare feet skidded on hardwood floors, she slid to the room where the bulk of the conversing came from.
Thwacking into the side of the doorway, she ignored the sting in her shoulder from where the collision hit the hardest, she gritted her teeth as she leveled an angry glare at the humans. Presumably, she understood either that the mammals came to her same fate of turning into a human or these were human invaders. Either way, with her usual heightened senses out of the picture, she couldn't identify the food givers from the rest of them. "Favorite!" she babbled at them loudly, managing to nearly perfectly imitate her raptor voices due to the sheer range of sound the human throat could reproduce. For good measure, she braced herself by placing one hand on the doorway and loudly screeching, "Delta hungry!"
Walking, still as difficult as her first attempt, nonetheless seemed as easy a skill to acquire as anything else. Going without her large, heavy tail as a counterweight caused the new human to lean too far forward as she walked - with her back still straight, this made for an unusual sight. She also found working these feet rather difficult. Given that, as a Utahraptor, she spent the majority of her life walking without the use of a heel, adjusting to this awkward foot structure gave her more trouble than the lack of a counterweight.
Eyebrows crinkling, muscles tightening on her forehead to form angry lines, she stumbled through the forest with a clear goal in mind. If she couldn't find her sisters - and Owen, she hadn't seen him for at least a month now - she had one way to definitely find food. She doubted she could intimidate the mammal pack into giving her food in this pathetic state, but her favorite food giver (and a new food giver, the female blood eater) made for more solid bets.
Soon enough, she found the mammal pack's structure with minimal difficulty; even her pathetic human senses picked out the giant building against the lush forest. Announcing her presence by inadvertently slamming the door open - the first thud resulted from the wooden door hitting the wall, the second twack came after the door rebounded off the wall and hit her arm. Hissing in pain, she leveled a quick glare at the goddamn contraption. For something built by those goddamn humans, she certainly didn't understand how it caused her new human form pain just by opening it. Of course, Delta didn't know that she was seriously overmuscled compared to regular humans; standing at five foot six, she had a less than impressive height. But with a BMI of 23 and body fat percentage hovering around 20%, she certainly had enough raw power to make it dangerous to stumble around hitting things too hard. She might break her fingers.
Habitually sniffing the air, trying to get a read on the location of the Ascendants, she growled again to herself as she realized her sense of smell was even more useless than she anticipated. Despite such a close proximity to the bulk of the mammal pack, all she smelled was the musty interior of the building. When she paused to think, though, she heard the sound of voices. Human voices. On alert, the former Utahraptor sharply turned towards the source of the noise and quickly skidded to the area - inadvertently taking advantage of the fact bare feet skidded on hardwood floors, she slid to the room where the bulk of the conversing came from.
Thwacking into the side of the doorway, she ignored the sting in her shoulder from where the collision hit the hardest, she gritted her teeth as she leveled an angry glare at the humans. Presumably, she understood either that the mammals came to her same fate of turning into a human or these were human invaders. Either way, with her usual heightened senses out of the picture, she couldn't identify the food givers from the rest of them. "Favorite!" she babbled at them loudly, managing to nearly perfectly imitate her raptor voices due to the sheer range of sound the human throat could reproduce. For good measure, she braced herself by placing one hand on the doorway and loudly screeching, "Delta hungry!"