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Delta didn't like large felines. The last mammal to give her trouble - giving her a nasty wound on her face, that still hadn't managed to heal completely - was a big nasty cat. Thus far, the mammal pack here never gave her much trouble, and she grew increasingly accustomed to just ignoring them when she smelled their pack stink. But now she smelled the scent of an intruder, a big fucking cat, and the stench of blood.
Instantly racing towards the location, a loud shriek escaped the dinosaur's maw as she charged into the gathered crowd of mammals. In all honesty, she wasn't trying to avoid stepping on the smaller ones or anything of that sort - if she accidentally hurt one of them, the feral beast wouldn't care or understand the problem. The teal beast just knew she hated large cats, and she wanted to eat this one. With every stride, her feet slammed against the ground and her tail moved quickly behind her like a child's streamer toy - and it was obvious who her target was.
Snapping her jaws, she angrily jumped with her right foot's sickle claw popping down. Delta attempted to slam her sickle claw into the tiger's neck as either a killing blow to sever the vertebrae or just to make a plain-ol' giant hole in her prey's neck. Of course, landing on someone with her giant mass probably wasn't going to be any fun - but that was exactly who she was. Delta felt fucking pissed off, and she wanted this thing dead.
Instantly racing towards the location, a loud shriek escaped the dinosaur's maw as she charged into the gathered crowd of mammals. In all honesty, she wasn't trying to avoid stepping on the smaller ones or anything of that sort - if she accidentally hurt one of them, the feral beast wouldn't care or understand the problem. The teal beast just knew she hated large cats, and she wanted to eat this one. With every stride, her feet slammed against the ground and her tail moved quickly behind her like a child's streamer toy - and it was obvious who her target was.
Snapping her jaws, she angrily jumped with her right foot's sickle claw popping down. Delta attempted to slam her sickle claw into the tiger's neck as either a killing blow to sever the vertebrae or just to make a plain-ol' giant hole in her prey's neck. Of course, landing on someone with her giant mass probably wasn't going to be any fun - but that was exactly who she was. Delta felt fucking pissed off, and she wanted this thing dead.