The raptor hissed, her eyes dilating as the dragons approached. They were bigger than her. The assertiveness in the dragoness' voice did nothing to calm her. Blue just kept hissing away, whipping her tail to try and help her stand back up, but it was no use. She looked down at the bear trap and let out a soft whimper almost, but then turned right back around and bared her teeth at the unfamiliar faces. She wasn't sure what to do. She felt surrounded and outnumbered. She felt like this was it, the end.
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The raptor snapped as Chiaro approached, but calmed down a bit suddenly. She didn't know why she suddenly felt calm, maybe it was the rabbit? She was so confused and still scared, but she stopped thrashing and sniffed the rabbit placed before her. She looked at the Chiaro and then Lorina. She let out a deep snarl as a warning to back off, though she no longer fought the bear trap. She reached out one of her arms and snatched the rabbit with feeble claws, pulling it close to her. She took a swift bite out of it, but quickly spit it up, far too uncomfortable to scarf it down like she normally would have.
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The raptor did not quite understand what they were all saying, but she was interested regardless. Over the past week she had gotten more accustomed to whatever this place was.. She limped over, still injured from the beartrap that had gotten her here. She sniffed the bear rug and snorted, taking a couple steps back and rearing her nose to the air. It would have been much more appealing to her if it still had some meat on it or something she could eat. The fur was no use to her, "Grss," she spoke in broken language. Possibly she was trying to suggest her disgust? Hm, maybe. It was up for interpretation.
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Blue kept her distance, watching from a few feet way. Erect and staring at the event, she was quite unnerved by it.
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Camouflaged in the nearby foliage that surrounded one of the attractions, the child-sized baby let out a slow hiss, and then darted foward. Her skin unfolded and she was once again her white self. She leaped onto the deer and started tearing into it, ripping out a couple chunks before leaping off and darting into another set of bushes, stopping, and then consuming what she had grabbed. She then would lie in wait.[/fancypost]
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The raptor, only really feeling some sort of comfort from Lorina, waltzed over to the large white dragon and lied down beside her, resting her head on the ground. She did not know what was going on, but there were many warm bodies her.
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Blue, as one would quickly come to understand, did not quite understand the concept of a pillow fight. The large raptor tore at a pillow, the stuffing/feathers within it flying everywhere as the dinosaur tore into it veraciously.
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This was right down Blue's alley, but for a different reason. Approaching from some surrounding bushes, the raptor darted out at full speed - around 50 mph - running beside the horses. She snapped near their hooves, not quite herding them in the manner Ajay probably wanted. She was in it for the hunt. She felt out of place by her self during this, but a lone raptor was not necessarily dead raptor. She simply had to..adapt.
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The longer time ticked by the less Blue felt threatened. She began rationalizing to herself that if they really wanted to hurt her they would have done so by now - she was outnumbered and injured so there was no better time to ambush her. Her breathing slowed a bit and she stopped hissing. Instead, she stared inquisitively at the white queen.
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battle notes:
utahraptor - HARD (her claws can/will rip into the opponents skin of contact is made, that's just how they're built) - no powers - part of Westeros - attack in BLUE
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THE raptor charged into battle, letting out a screech as she leaped on a random NPC and tore into it with relentless force. It had been so long since she had felt an actual kill drive.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: auto; height: auto; font-size: 38px; color: #COLOR][justify]Δ[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-left: 5px solid #COLOR; border-right: 0px solid black; border-top: 0px solid black; border-bottom: 0px solid black; width: 400px; height: auto;][sub]The reptile jumped forward as she felt somethign touch her back, but upon noticing it was just one of the regulars, she calmed down a bit. Staring wide eyed at the vice leader and then looking at the others that had gathered, Domina went back to gnawing on some flower she had grabbed.[/fancypost]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: auto; height: auto; font-size: 38px; color: #COLOR][justify]Δ[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-left: 5px solid #COLOR; border-right: 0px solid black; border-top: 0px solid black; border-bottom: 0px solid black; width: 400px; height: auto;][sub]Domina waltzed up beside Delta, feeling somewhat comforted by the similar beast, though as of right now Delta was much bigger than the child-sized Domina. She had been working on her language skills the past week, but she was not at all good at it, "Doh mi na," she spoke in broken parts. She recognized Gin from just earlier when she had first spotted him.[/fancypost]
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Domina approached, interested, though she did not quite understand it.[/fancypost]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: auto; height: auto; font-size: 38px; color: #COLOR][justify]Δ[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-left: 5px solid #COLOR; border-right: 0px solid black; border-top: 0px solid black; border-bottom: 0px solid black; width: 400px; height: auto;][sub]"And she wasn't talking to you, fish lips," the indominous rex sat on a branch in a tree, slightly hanging over the edge, her lips curled back. She looked at the triceratops and snorted. She didn't know what the cat was so worried about, triceratops were pretty calm unless you somehow pissed them off, but this might be a rouge male so she wasn't about to approach it. Males were all hormonal and shit. Testosterone. Turning to Delta, the amber-eyed beast let out a scoff, "What are we going to do about it, chicken legs? God forbid a triceratops walks its fat ass close to camp."[/fancypost]
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