The summer sun glowers down upon the theme park with no mercy. It's pretty hot with the sun beating down from a cloudless sky and the air is humid, even for the dinosaurs. The many assets lounge lazily by the lakes in their enclosures and the majority of the park's visitors and personnel flee into air-conditioned buildings to take refuge from the heat. But not the ones who have no choice but to do their jobs out in the summer sun. Allison is one such person.
Having been born and raised in Florida, the woman is accustomed to the heat and doesn't mind working in the sun's rays. Alice walks undeterred by the humidity towards the indoraptor paddock where the entire pack resides, carrying two heavy buckets filled with raw meat and chunks of bone, one in each hand. Usually they feed the hybrids live prey such as goats, but today she has been told to feed them slabs of raw meat and bones to gnaw on so the raptors won't wear themselves out by hunting in this heat.
The woman quietly walks up to the large window on the slightly elevated feeding platform, keeping an eye on the trees and underbrush nearby, and slides it open. She dumps one bucket through the window and whistles shrilly to let the hybrids know that it's feeding time. That done, she slides the window shut and proceeds to go towards the training paddocks where some of the handlers will be working with select groups of indoraptors. There's a couple already out with their raptors but many of the paddocks are empty due to how early in the morning it is.
Alice jogs up the stairs to one of the viewing platforms and sets the second bucket of meat by the feet of a handler who had requested her to get the meat for them. That job done, she turns and walks back towards the primary paddock to see if anything else needs to be done. Maybe she should find Jenny and see if they'll be exercising the squad today.
Meanwhile, the sleek black beast peers out of the forest cover of the indoraptor enclosure, cunning amber eyes glued to the spot where a redheaded woman had been seconds before. Opening her nostrils, the hybrid easily scents fresh meat near the window that the human feed the pack from. A low noise of content rolls against her throat as Indigo leisurely makes her way over to the pile of raw meat and bone dumped into the paddock. She halts halfway there and raises herself onto her hindlegs, issuing a few caws into the air before running the rest of the way to the food provided to them by the humans.