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Screeching was evident in brown ears, and Owen couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed at the sound of it. It was one of the Venandi's, hinted by the language he couldn't quite understand. They spoke in a different tongue than his own raptors, so he listened in for something else.
Back!
There it was. That voice was definitely Masie. Standing up from his place, the german shepherd let his muscles twitch before his body shifted into one bigger, the indominus rex pushing his way through the trees. The venandi family must have gotten a bit bigger- and Owen was actually slightly impressed with how fast they could grew. The sight of the peacock made a soft snicker of amusement escape the i-rex's jaws, and he rolled his shoulders before standing on all four, using the trees for as much coverage as possible. (Which was kind of hard, because a white dinosaur against darker colors was incredibly visible.)
"Masie, neck. Bite neck." He instructed calmly, his voice coming out in a soft babble. He kept a single working eye on the venandi that was running to find Lucifer (so he assumed), and he grinned at the thought of it. Soon, Masie would be big as well, she was still kind of small, but who could hold that against her? She was only three months old.
For now, he wouldn't interrupt whatever was going on. An angry peacock was dangerous, but he figured the dinosaurs and Feliks could all figure something out. After all, while the raptor fam was their own pack, Masie saw the Typhoon as her pack as well. That included the Venandi's, whether they liked it or not.
Back!
There it was. That voice was definitely Masie. Standing up from his place, the german shepherd let his muscles twitch before his body shifted into one bigger, the indominus rex pushing his way through the trees. The venandi family must have gotten a bit bigger- and Owen was actually slightly impressed with how fast they could grew. The sight of the peacock made a soft snicker of amusement escape the i-rex's jaws, and he rolled his shoulders before standing on all four, using the trees for as much coverage as possible. (Which was kind of hard, because a white dinosaur against darker colors was incredibly visible.)
"Masie, neck. Bite neck." He instructed calmly, his voice coming out in a soft babble. He kept a single working eye on the venandi that was running to find Lucifer (so he assumed), and he grinned at the thought of it. Soon, Masie would be big as well, she was still kind of small, but who could hold that against her? She was only three months old.
For now, he wouldn't interrupt whatever was going on. An angry peacock was dangerous, but he figured the dinosaurs and Feliks could all figure something out. After all, while the raptor fam was their own pack, Masie saw the Typhoon as her pack as well. That included the Venandi's, whether they liked it or not.
TAGS • THE TYPHOON • STRIKER • 27 M/O • GERMAN SHEPHERD | INDOMINUS REX • #RAPTORFAM