BEAUTY OF ANNIHILATION | FERAL UTAHRAPTOR

[| BLUE |]

⸺ BLUE ⸺

death so beautiful

The pack animal had been alone for a long segment of time. It was strange to work on her own but it wasn't as if she didn't have experience in the matter. The dinosaur had worked by herself, and just because she didn't have a pack didn't mean that she wasn't a serious threat. She had made a name for herself a while ago. Named for her appearance, Blue was incredibly smart for a feral creature. She was able to solve problems that she came across, and she had the tenacity to back it up. The utahraptor wasn't going to back down from a fight that she knew that she could win. However, there were still chances that she wouldn't be able to win a fight and she would focus on her own survival and decide whether or not to retreat. For the most part, there had been few threats that she had to worry about. She was usually bigger than most of the animals that she came across. It made her job easier in terms of hunting as she always managed to catch her prey by surprise. It was only recently that she came across a strange creature. One that had somewhat taken care of her, but also gotten underneath her scales in terms of the power struggle that she had. She was the dominant one, and those that crossed paths with her were going to have to be submissive to her if they didn't want to be ripped to shreds. That, or they could be a food giver. When she first came across a candid, it gave her food. Blue had to admit it was the only creature that she considered to be pack. The creature provided food for her when she needed it and offered assistance in some hunts. This did not mean that she fully respected the creature, as there had been plenty of scuffles since they started traveling together.

The sound of crunching bone and ripping flesh echoed just beyond the border of the Pitt. The increased temperature of the area was certainly welcoming to the reptile that relied on the heat to fuel her muscles. The large beast was hovered over her most recent kill. It was an albino tiger. Multiple wounds covered the corpse's body. The tiger had been in the wrong place at the wrong time. In terms of how her mind worked, everything was prey as long as it showed fear. If a creature were to show aggression, then they were a threat and still needed to be dealt with. Blue didn't tolerate any challenges to her ranking, as hierarchy was important in a pack setting. Her mouth was covered in blood as her heavily scarred tail swayed behind her. Her head was inside of the tiger's underbelly, licking up all the blood that she could and eating the nutritional organs. As she pulled her head out, the utahraptor shook her head, splattering blood across the ground. There was enough meat on the tiger to fill her stomach. Her amber eyes glanced around, checking for any threats in the area or scavengers that might try to take her food. A low hiss escaped her jaws before her attention was drawn back toward the cooling corpse. Blue ate the rest of her fill, but she would still come back to her kill later on when she was hungry again. There was no real point in hunting again when she had food. Though, this did not mean she wasn't opportunistic either. If she saw prey, she would still take advantage of it. As soon as her foot ended up touching the sand, Blue immediately became uncomfortable as her weight made her sink into the strange substance. Her scales protected her for the most part against the rough texture, but it was still apparent that it would be incredibly difficult for her to run through the sand. It would slow her down. Irritating. Her 8ft long tail lashed out behind her as she saw something in the distance. A rock. Sunbathing.

Blue walked further into the territory of the Pitt, not really seeming to care what might happen to her. The greyscaled Utahraptor would jump onto the flat rock. Heat radiated from it, and almost like a dog, she slid onto her belly, chuffing as she felt the heat transfer to her muscles. She rubbed her head against the rock, smearing some of the blood from her kill on it. While she was enjoying the heat of the rock, she was still attentive to her surroundings.

"TALKING"