10-15-2018, 02:53 PM
The tiny raptor had been calling for her family to learn what to do about another child without any family of its own, for them to tell her what to do. Instead of any instruction? Delta hissed with stretched claws at the feline dangling from her jaws as if this was some sort of threat or prey. However, Masie was smart enough to imply from past lessons given by Owen that children were not food. What was causing her sister to act so weird, didn't she know that their alpha didn't deem children food, thus they shouldn't? Amber optics showed their confusion as she slowly backed away from her sister with the small feline held in her mouth. Whatever was going on with Delta, she looked dangerous the noise she made wasn't right for this, something wasn't right and Masie wasn't just going to let her sister kill another child knowing that children were not food.
Owen showed up, calling back the older raptor who seemed to for some reason not be able to tell by scent that this was a child not food. If she had the vocabulary? Masie would have asked why the mistake was made, but instead worked on getting onto her father with the small feline. Simply leaping up, seemed unwise considering she had seen mice die when she shook them up too much and this thing rocked with her movements. Eventually, the child would turn herself around, place her front claws on the ground, stretching her back legs out to set them on his nose, scooting them back slowly to drag the rest of her body up but try to keep the child from moving too much or being set down entirely due to her sisters behavior. Getting onto him? Took a good five minutes due to the strange method she used, but not long after she settled herself to sit on the red blanket, still holding the feline by it's tail, though at this point its back was likely also against the blanket. "Masie, Child, Up." she chittered after she had settled, only knowing what he wanted since this was not the first time she had been on his body. Considering she slept on him? She had to have heard up before.
"Child, No Owen, No Delta, Child?" it was the best way she could figure out to ask why the child was all alone, why no parent or sibling was watching after this thing. Honestly, it seemed dim. What if Delta had found the child before she had? The older female would have eaten the kid from how she had been behaving.
Owen showed up, calling back the older raptor who seemed to for some reason not be able to tell by scent that this was a child not food. If she had the vocabulary? Masie would have asked why the mistake was made, but instead worked on getting onto her father with the small feline. Simply leaping up, seemed unwise considering she had seen mice die when she shook them up too much and this thing rocked with her movements. Eventually, the child would turn herself around, place her front claws on the ground, stretching her back legs out to set them on his nose, scooting them back slowly to drag the rest of her body up but try to keep the child from moving too much or being set down entirely due to her sisters behavior. Getting onto him? Took a good five minutes due to the strange method she used, but not long after she settled herself to sit on the red blanket, still holding the feline by it's tail, though at this point its back was likely also against the blanket. "Masie, Child, Up." she chittered after she had settled, only knowing what he wanted since this was not the first time she had been on his body. Considering she slept on him? She had to have heard up before.
"Child, No Owen, No Delta, Child?" it was the best way she could figure out to ask why the child was all alone, why no parent or sibling was watching after this thing. Honestly, it seemed dim. What if Delta had found the child before she had? The older female would have eaten the kid from how she had been behaving.
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