09-14-2018, 10:38 AM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; color: black"]Something larger had come, something that could become larger prey. This would feed her more than this little scrap she had been going for and her head twisted slightly. Turned before the beast smashed into her but she was smarter, her own wits coming in fast because she had not always been this way. Her body coiled then with the impact but she splayed herself out at the last moment to throw sand up in the air and slip from his grasp as she aimed a hefty and harsh blow of her tail against the side of [member=232]LUCIFER GRIMM.[/member] head. A devastating blow of hard bone spines that was meant only to daze and confuse. There would never be a time where she would allow herself to be pinned. Her dominance was supreme and her own growl lifted into the air. This one may not be prey but instead a threat to how she could obtain her food. But if she could kill it... Although her attention was shifted for a moment to something smaller still, her head jerking to the side a bit as her eerily glowing eyes focused on the small raptor creature. It snapped at her and in turn she lifted her tail, head rising up before she bellowed her voice out. She was intimidation and her claws twitched, bone seeming to move over the knuckles of her present claws though it remained the same.
Her gaze left the raptor soon, seeing it as of no consequence considering the other beast that had thwarted her hunt from before could still cause a problem for her. Flying beasts, she'd killed them. They always flew too close and she rolled her shoulders slowly, gaze intense upon her possible prey or a possible fight. Though the beast was not sure as of yet she was just hungry and if she could take down one or the other she would be well. But threats were a different story and the mutated creature would have to correct the order of her hunting grounds as soon as possible or risk starvation.
Her gaze left the raptor soon, seeing it as of no consequence considering the other beast that had thwarted her hunt from before could still cause a problem for her. Flying beasts, she'd killed them. They always flew too close and she rolled her shoulders slowly, gaze intense upon her possible prey or a possible fight. Though the beast was not sure as of yet she was just hungry and if she could take down one or the other she would be well. But threats were a different story and the mutated creature would have to correct the order of her hunting grounds as soon as possible or risk starvation.