11-19-2018, 12:31 AM
ADARA
female ✦ the typhoon ✦ venandi pack
From the time she had hatched, Adara had never trusted those outside of the pack, viewing both the Typhoon and the other raptor pack as competition, obstacles in her way of obtaining territory and power, of her goal to be at the very top of the food chain here, with her brothers and sisters.
The sound of her pursuer's footsteps seemed to have ceased, and Adara risked taking a look back, beady black eyes watching the peacock who had been stopped in it's tracks by Feliks, the sight of the larger male who didn't appear to have much fear for him probably sending a message that the roles had reversed, and that he was at the disadvantage now, and it only seemed to sink in more when others showed up, the peacock having enough sense of self-preservation to make a retreat as Feliks charged, backing away, and strutting through the undergrowth, if not a bit hastily in an attempt to get away from these predators, as if nothing had happened, in an attempt to save face.
Contrary to the front that the peacock had put up, depending on the peacock, they often backed down if something bigger and more threatening than them didn't turn tail, such was the case with Feliks appearing. They were intelligent creatures, capable of realizing when they were in real danger and knowing when their own natural defense mechanisms failed.
A brightly-colored head simply tilted, the disdain evident in her stance, as if to say, I had this. I was perfectly fine. Feathers ruffled, a way to relieve tension in her body, and chose to settle with a scathing glare to the ones who showed up. Nobody was exempt from this. Not Owen. Not Feliks. Not Masie. Even for the similar-looking raptor, Adara immediately had a low opinion of her, as she did of any of the raptor pack, simply for being competition. She wouldn't have ties to somebody who was an obstacle. It was the same for Owen, since she associated him with both the raptor pack and the Typhooners, like a stray cat who took offerings from many different masters. Perhaps the highest opinion she had was of Feliks, which really wasn't saying much. First encounters were everything to Adara, and the fact he had given her food was a step in the right direction, though she still viewed him as below her.
//ic opinions ofc Adara's just a jerk who doesn't want to accept when she's wrong or when people help her
The sound of her pursuer's footsteps seemed to have ceased, and Adara risked taking a look back, beady black eyes watching the peacock who had been stopped in it's tracks by Feliks, the sight of the larger male who didn't appear to have much fear for him probably sending a message that the roles had reversed, and that he was at the disadvantage now, and it only seemed to sink in more when others showed up, the peacock having enough sense of self-preservation to make a retreat as Feliks charged, backing away, and strutting through the undergrowth, if not a bit hastily in an attempt to get away from these predators, as if nothing had happened, in an attempt to save face.
Contrary to the front that the peacock had put up, depending on the peacock, they often backed down if something bigger and more threatening than them didn't turn tail, such was the case with Feliks appearing. They were intelligent creatures, capable of realizing when they were in real danger and knowing when their own natural defense mechanisms failed.
A brightly-colored head simply tilted, the disdain evident in her stance, as if to say, I had this. I was perfectly fine. Feathers ruffled, a way to relieve tension in her body, and chose to settle with a scathing glare to the ones who showed up. Nobody was exempt from this. Not Owen. Not Feliks. Not Masie. Even for the similar-looking raptor, Adara immediately had a low opinion of her, as she did of any of the raptor pack, simply for being competition. She wouldn't have ties to somebody who was an obstacle. It was the same for Owen, since she associated him with both the raptor pack and the Typhooners, like a stray cat who took offerings from many different masters. Perhaps the highest opinion she had was of Feliks, which really wasn't saying much. First encounters were everything to Adara, and the fact he had given her food was a step in the right direction, though she still viewed him as below her.
//ic opinions ofc Adara's just a jerk who doesn't want to accept when she's wrong or when people help her
© madi
They'll try to control you
[i]as if they own you
Adara — <a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/index.php?topic=8109.0">bio</a> — female — Typhoon — played by Mirror