09-14-2018, 09:36 AM
DELTA
female ✦ the typhoon ✦ raptor squad
Delta's head snapped up, distracted from her meal at the broadcast call, and took a few moments to swallow the large chunk of meat in her jaws before taking off towards the sound, easily distinguishing where it came from, and who it was. Owen's broadcast call was different from her sisters, who, while she could tell them apart, Owen's sounded less... refined. Maybe due to the fact he was not of the same species as Delta and the others.
The large Utahraptor, for once, paid no mind to the crowd already gathered, for she had better things to focus on. Dark yellow optics settled on Owen, letting out a chitter of greeting, head tilting and sickle claws tapping in anticipation. She was intelligent enough to know that she usually got a reward for following orders, and it seemed this demonstration could provide her a nice snack to tide her over until her next meal.
Her tail whipped back and forth, that itself was dangerous enough, for anybody standing too close to her. That six-foot-long appendage was pure muscle, easily capable of breaking the bones of much frailer animals if they were hit with it.
'Food? Hunt?' She babbled, curious. Was this a hunt? Was this all prey? Because if so, it'd be a bit difficult to take some of them down by herself or with Owen. Like the big black one. That'd require all of her sisters.
The large Utahraptor, for once, paid no mind to the crowd already gathered, for she had better things to focus on. Dark yellow optics settled on Owen, letting out a chitter of greeting, head tilting and sickle claws tapping in anticipation. She was intelligent enough to know that she usually got a reward for following orders, and it seemed this demonstration could provide her a nice snack to tide her over until her next meal.
Her tail whipped back and forth, that itself was dangerous enough, for anybody standing too close to her. That six-foot-long appendage was pure muscle, easily capable of breaking the bones of much frailer animals if they were hit with it.
'Food? Hunt?' She babbled, curious. Was this a hunt? Was this all prey? Because if so, it'd be a bit difficult to take some of them down by herself or with Owen. Like the big black one. That'd require all of her sisters.
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