09-16-2018, 01:12 AM
DELTA
female ✦ the typhoon ✦ raptor squad
At one point, Delta and her sisters had abandoned Owen, in favor of a stronger alpha who offered them more, somebody who had offered them freedom. That was the main reason that they had decided to side with the indominus all that time ago, because if they had chosen to side with Owen, it would've meant captivity. Had the circumstances been the same, she might've even considered siding with this clearly stronger creature. Her loyalty to her sisters and their alpha had shown to waver, and that was something that could always change if they ever lost respect for Owen, or Owen lost respect for them.
A cry of both frustration and pain could be heard, and the pale green utahraptor aimed to sink her sharp teeth into the foreleg holding her down, shaking her head back and forth as if it were a piece of meat from a tough carcass, hoping to either get [member=2313]MARSELLA[/member] to let her go or take a chunk of flesh out. Either worked for Delta. As long as this creature could be deemed less of a threat in any way, or let her up. If any sort of attack hit her, fire or otherwise, in this position, she would have no way to dodge it.
If she was let go, she would get up hastily, dark yellow optics burning holes into the larger creature, tail whipping back and forth as she sized Marsella up again, the clicks... somewhat making sense to her. Offspring. That tiny feathered thing?
Delta held little to no motherly instincts in her body, barely tolerating the other pack's presence as it was, only letting them live because she was quite aware of the fact they were under the protection of Lucifer, though with Charlie, here, she was reconsidering this option to continue to let them live. Charlie would probably go along with killing them. As far as she was aware, they weren't hers, or any of her sisters. She wasn't even aware if they were able to reproduce, or if Ingen had made them sterile, as a precaution, or the genetic modifications just prevented them from doing so. Still, she understood what the word meant, but due to not fully understanding the creature's words, let out a babble, one that said, 'No. Under protection.' By Lucifer, of course, not her. She'd already been toying with the idea of making Ament and his siblings a meal.
A cry of both frustration and pain could be heard, and the pale green utahraptor aimed to sink her sharp teeth into the foreleg holding her down, shaking her head back and forth as if it were a piece of meat from a tough carcass, hoping to either get [member=2313]MARSELLA[/member] to let her go or take a chunk of flesh out. Either worked for Delta. As long as this creature could be deemed less of a threat in any way, or let her up. If any sort of attack hit her, fire or otherwise, in this position, she would have no way to dodge it.
If she was let go, she would get up hastily, dark yellow optics burning holes into the larger creature, tail whipping back and forth as she sized Marsella up again, the clicks... somewhat making sense to her. Offspring. That tiny feathered thing?
Delta held little to no motherly instincts in her body, barely tolerating the other pack's presence as it was, only letting them live because she was quite aware of the fact they were under the protection of Lucifer, though with Charlie, here, she was reconsidering this option to continue to let them live. Charlie would probably go along with killing them. As far as she was aware, they weren't hers, or any of her sisters. She wasn't even aware if they were able to reproduce, or if Ingen had made them sterile, as a precaution, or the genetic modifications just prevented them from doing so. Still, she understood what the word meant, but due to not fully understanding the creature's words, let out a babble, one that said, 'No. Under protection.' By Lucifer, of course, not her. She'd already been toying with the idea of making Ament and his siblings a meal.
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