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    Claw/Austroraptor/Male/1 year


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    IC: The little creature hadn't lasted long, being kicked from the nesting site at six months, out into the cold cruel world. Any attempts at heading back was thwarted as his family repeatedly chased him out for being different.


    Instead of the drab boring colors that they were, he was plain white with red eyes.


    The events from months ago led him to think that he was now nothing special at all, living in a perpetual gloom and fear of being forced out of any territoryhe ever found himself in.


    He was barely scraping by on insects, and any small prey he could catch, but it didn't seem to be helping much. He still seemed too thin.


  • Rainstrike was used to people wandering into the territory, but this. This was new. This being a dinosaur wandering around. Granted, the creature was small (maybe a little smaller than the tom) and thin so it didn't seem like much of a threat. The gray and silver speckled cat watched the dino while holding a quail in his mouth. He didn't make any attempts to approach the dino and was just watching them right now.

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    Claw/Austroraptor/Male/1 year


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    IC: The scent of possible food and a strange new animal quickly caught his interest, sending him scurrying towards them, which seemed to be intertwined together as the larger thing was actually holding a dead prey item of some sort in its teeth.


  • Of all the strange animals Spellpaw had encountered on the Stormclan border, dinosaurs were a new anomaly. The ambassador had first seen a baby raptor when it had stopped on the border to deliver an invitation from its home in Windclan. Since then, dinosaurs just seemed to continue to pop up here and there along Stormclan territory. It was almost as if the local Jurassic Park had broken down and unleashed its sharp-toothed inmates upon the world last week. As a result of this pattern, Spellpaw wasn't all that surprised to see a baby raptor scurrying towards the assistant deputy. Rather than the strangled gasp or expression of stunned horror that any normal person would be expected to react with, Spell gave only a curious tilt of his head to the little raptor and asked "Can you talk?"

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    Claw/Austroraptor/Male/1 year


    OOC:


    IC: He was distracted from the first one as another one came forward, saying something to him.


    Not being around others for a very long time left him to not even trust whether his vocal abilities worked or not.


    His gaze would travel between the two, before being distracted by a dragonfly, hunger clawing his stomach he would make an attempt to leap at the insect jaws snapping.


  • A strange smell floated to her nose, along with the noises of her clanmates talking and something small scurrying around. The female would pad over, tilting her head in question. She was used to seeing strange things, but normally that strange was some sort of mutation or hybrid- not a scaly reptile. What was this? It seemed skinny and hungry, poor thing. Was it fully grown? She couldn't tell, she didn't know about reptile life cycles. Why did it have such a long neck? How do you tell it's gender? Several questions floated around in her mind, though she had to ask this one first. "Hello, I'm Blazestar. Can I have your name and business please?" She asked. So far it hasn't spoke, but she hoped it could.

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    Blazestar - female - 65 moons/a little older than 5 years - StormClan leader

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    Claw/Austroraptor/Male/1 year


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    IC: "Chireeep?" It questioned back, dragonfly forgotten as yet another came forward asking him something he could not yet understand. He'd been alone for far too long, never any social contact since being kicked from the nest for being different.


    Its gaze shot back to the creature holding the quail, saliva dropping in long tendrils from its thin jaws. "Irreeep, eep, eep, chireep, cheep!"


  • Maple's features crumpled in confusion as the small dinosaur chirped and, as it appeared to the feline, drooled. She shifted, taking some minuscule pawsteps backwards, ending a tail-length behind Blazestar. However, curiosity surged through her, and she smiled softly in an attempt to appear gentle. She resumed a normal position, and, mustering courage as she approached the creature.


    "Sometimes, animals can only understand tones," she murmured to the leader, thinking of a response. She then began to speak in a soft, gentle voice. "Don't be afraid," she meowed, "we won't hurt you. What do you need?"



    (c)trexgirl

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    Claw/Austroraptor/Male/1 year/StormClan

    "Family, Family, We are one"

    OOC:


    IC: "Eep eep eep!" This new one's features were so.... soft and... inviting..? He turned circles, confused and disoriented slightly, before literally falling into her chest fur and snuggling there with small purr like rumble.