09-13-2018, 06:33 PM
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Owen figured that someone would come along eventually. He hoped they had the brains to know what the right thing to do, hoped they knew that his raptors were all feral, dead set on believing in pack mentality. They were intelligent creatures, but yet they still had that feral side, making it harder for them to tolerate those outside of their own pack. Besides, you could feed the raptors and you'd still only be a food giver, tolerated by that certain raptor you've fed.
The german shepherd's ear twitched as he heard the hot-tempered feline's voice from behind him, watching Delta's body movements cautiously before his jaws parted to let once more, another babble leave his throat. "Not food. Ally." His fur was thick from oncoming winter, but it still prickled in warning for Delta. She wasn't to move from the spot she was in, and Owen's head tilted in unison with the utahraptor. A habit.
When Bakugou spoke up, the shepherd let a soft chuckle leave his throat. He would have called Bakugou a friend, but he knew that Delta didn't understand what that was. When they had fought the indo-rex together back when he was human, the t-rex had been their ally, even if it was just for that fight. "Her name is Delta, she's the Beta of the raptor pack. Well, for now. We'll see how things go when her sisters come back." He clicked his tongue, reaching into his hip bag once more to grab another rat, tossing it up for the raptor. He should probably go for a run with her, she probably needed the exercise. Well, after a good meal, though.
— 25 m/o — male — german shepherd — typhoon — tags
[div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: georgia; color: #75A29D;"]Owen figured that someone would come along eventually. He hoped they had the brains to know what the right thing to do, hoped they knew that his raptors were all feral, dead set on believing in pack mentality. They were intelligent creatures, but yet they still had that feral side, making it harder for them to tolerate those outside of their own pack. Besides, you could feed the raptors and you'd still only be a food giver, tolerated by that certain raptor you've fed.
The german shepherd's ear twitched as he heard the hot-tempered feline's voice from behind him, watching Delta's body movements cautiously before his jaws parted to let once more, another babble leave his throat. "Not food. Ally." His fur was thick from oncoming winter, but it still prickled in warning for Delta. She wasn't to move from the spot she was in, and Owen's head tilted in unison with the utahraptor. A habit.
When Bakugou spoke up, the shepherd let a soft chuckle leave his throat. He would have called Bakugou a friend, but he knew that Delta didn't understand what that was. When they had fought the indo-rex together back when he was human, the t-rex had been their ally, even if it was just for that fight. "Her name is Delta, she's the Beta of the raptor pack. Well, for now. We'll see how things go when her sisters come back." He clicked his tongue, reaching into his hip bag once more to grab another rat, tossing it up for the raptor. He should probably go for a run with her, she probably needed the exercise. Well, after a good meal, though.