12-19-2018, 12:48 AM
The smell of food was beyond an instant temptation for the young raptor! With her sisters off doing their own thing and father sick? The young creature had difficulty securing just the slightly over fifteen pounds of meat she needed daily to stay alive, much less the double to triple that she needed for growth which she had been doing lots of lately. It had been days since she ate enough for her age. The result of the prior recipe was a ravenous raptor who no longer really cared who 'her food' actually belonged to, just that she got it into her stomach. Starting with that turkey.
Stalking around the edge of where everything was set up, Masie kept her amber gaze focused on the turkey center knowing she was willing to make a sudden move ahead of plan if she had to. Keeping low to the ground she slowly crawled forward, blending in easily with her varied brown pelt, any noise she made softened by her growing feathers. When the angel went on his way to get the record player, was when the young female decided her window was finally opened. For just that split moment the turkey was entirely unguarded and she wasted no time! Sand kicked up as the swift creature rushed the table, changing the alignment of her body so she could skid to a stop right in front of the slab of meat and begin tearing large chunks of it off easily swallowing those pieces whole by throwing her head back.
Upon spotting the angel returned with his record player, the raptor stared for a few seconds before returning to her task of trying to devour the whole turkey, expect the parts which had been plucked prior. What was he gonna do? Try to take it from her, she had not yet met anyone who would dare try to take a meal from her, though she was heading towards becoming quiet the food priate. Honestly, hunting increased the amount she needed to eat, so if she could find easy pickings like this, the growing raptor would damn well take it.
Stalking around the edge of where everything was set up, Masie kept her amber gaze focused on the turkey center knowing she was willing to make a sudden move ahead of plan if she had to. Keeping low to the ground she slowly crawled forward, blending in easily with her varied brown pelt, any noise she made softened by her growing feathers. When the angel went on his way to get the record player, was when the young female decided her window was finally opened. For just that split moment the turkey was entirely unguarded and she wasted no time! Sand kicked up as the swift creature rushed the table, changing the alignment of her body so she could skid to a stop right in front of the slab of meat and begin tearing large chunks of it off easily swallowing those pieces whole by throwing her head back.
Upon spotting the angel returned with his record player, the raptor stared for a few seconds before returning to her task of trying to devour the whole turkey, expect the parts which had been plucked prior. What was he gonna do? Try to take it from her, she had not yet met anyone who would dare try to take a meal from her, though she was heading towards becoming quiet the food priate. Honestly, hunting increased the amount she needed to eat, so if she could find easy pickings like this, the growing raptor would damn well take it.
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