There was only one thing that put ripper off, he'd thought as he scowered the surrounding forest around him, in a kingdom he presumed that was only his.
Any other dinosaur would have a death wish trying to trifle with him. Especially with the components of his genome, death would be guaranteed for any dinosaur or entity that even thought about crossing him or the kingdom he'd claimed for himself.
Unless it was a larger theropod, then he would've had an even fight, either that or had been crushed by the opposing dinosaur's bite force or brute strength if he hadn't been agile enough.
Of course he knew better than to pick a fight with larger saurians, but after days of sensing the same scent, he knew whatever he'd assume was observing him would've been an equal battle - IF he were to attack.
He wouldn't be disappointed if it was just an evasive gallimimus, or the like. He'd be more or less relieved, unlike his cousin the indominus he hadn't really been fond of hunting for sport, but humans were a different category for him.
Relentless torture and abuse throughout his creation left him with half a mind, and with temperament issues.
Ripper forcefully leaped through the forest, a quiet gallop accompanying him as he quickly eyed his surroundings, abruptly peering past any foliage that came in his path.
Food was a necessity, yes, but his curiosity did oversee his physical needs occasionally.
Ripper moved his head in a downward motion, as rustles in the bushes and ferns that surrounded him captured his attention immediately. He didn't have the best camoflauge, but every other quality made up for that.
Ripper smiled, waving his tail for what was to come, contemplating on the immediate action he'd take next.
Quickly, a dilophosaurus rushed from out of the bushes, a rather small compysognathus within it's jaws, unfortunately heading directly for ripper.
Assuming it had not seen, like the predator he was he quickly reared up, leaping into the air as his dark scales glimmered in the midst of the moon. With his three toed foot he promptly slammed his weight down onto the significantly smaller dilophosaur, causing it to be pinned to the ground immediately.
Unfortunately for it, it wasn't dead yet, but it was surely severely injured from the impact. Despite it going against his nature, ripper saw some kind of fun in playing with his now victim dilophosaur.
"You shouldn't have came here." Ripper uttered in a stoic tone, a tinge of sympathy in his voice for the dilophosaurus.
He quickly pierced it's flesh with his sizable dew claw, slowly pressing into it's abdomen as the creature flinched within his grasp.
Slowly and painfully, he'd finally pierced it's abdomen, blood splurting out of the sizable hole his claw left within it's body.
He grabbed it's head with a claw, slicing it's neck in half with the serrated teeth that stood nicely within his jaws.
The scent he'd been sensing for the days before was still there however, even after this kill the height of his curiosity regarding the ghost dinosaur was at it's peak.
Ripper growled in frustration, moving his head towards the corpse. His body demanded that he ate, but of course he hadn't actually wanted to eat. Not yet anyway.
Still, he motioned his head towards the remains of the dilophosaurus, taking a bite out of it's abdomen for a start.
If there was a time where ripper wished that he could make his hunger vanish with one bite, it would be now.
Since his escape, he'd been on the run. But he was always one step ahead of those who'd attempt to hunt him, even if they were humans.
Perhaps attempting to enjoy this meal would help him lose the entrancement with that scent.
But there was still more forest around to cover, he hadn't even been through half of the territory he'd consider claimed.
But now wasn't the time for procrastination, it was either eat the meal he'd taken for himself or die at the midst of his own hunger at a later date.
He continued to scrape at the corpse, eating whatever he could so he could satisfy his hunger for the night.
As he finished up, his focus quickly changed. Back to the scent - great. It wasn't like a corpse or anything of that nature could genuinely distract him anyway.
His fatigue was becoming more prevalent however, and there was only many hours he could go before he had to rest.
Letting it wait wasn't very probable for him, because if he had a mission, or anything of the sort to deal with he wasn't too easy to let it go for anything.
Hunting or searching wouldn't have been as much of a possibility either if he hadn't got sufficient enough rest or food.
Perhaps he'd let it rest, just for the night. Tomorrow likely had more to offer for the raptor.
He quickly pulled himself up, stealthily sprinting back to his den, but at a slower pace as to not burn off too much energy before rest. He'd need whatever he could get to continue.
Ripper's eyes slowly opened, the daylight shining into his den. The chirps of smaller dinosaurs in the area filling his ears.
Annoying. He thought.
As he attempted to stand, a pale white figure stood in front of him. His pupil's sharpened immediately, whipping around smacking it with his tail, it's head jerking back immediately following the impact.
Ripper quickly whipped around afterward to get a better look, but the confusion insued as soon as his eyes fully opened.
It's scales were pale white, it shared the same body plan and appearance as ripper, and it had dark red eyes.
"A raptor of few words, eh?" the opposing tyrant smiled, waving his tail back and forth in a show of dominance. It appeared he was attempting to start conversation - but not to much avail. Ripper wasn't a man of very much conversation. It was either kill, hunt, or claim territory for him. Especially when even simply chirping as child meant punishment.
With a better look, he quickly noticed the albino dinosaur was a bit larger than him, that's for sure. But that didn't deter him, size isn't always the determining factor.
"You've been watching me." Ripper narrowed his eyes at the rival dinosaur.
"Perhaps, I came for answers." The dinosaur smiled, barely. As if he was mocking ripper's very presence.
"How come you survived that encounter with blue?"
"Her?" He turned his head in confusion. The last thing he'd expect is one of his own being interested in her.
"Where is she?" He asked sternly.
Ripper seemed to be very, very confused at the questions he'd been asking. Especially with his strange attempts to start conversation - but he was slightly amused by it. He quickly noticed that the rival dinosaur in question lowered his stance, perhaps the aggression between him and the opposing dinosaur was beginning to slim.
But that didn't mean ripper wasn't ready to attack at any point.
He raised a claw, cutting him off.
"Assuming I know, why do I need to tell you?"
"I want to kill her."
Ripper was a bit pushed back by that answer, but his curiosity oversaw any shock or discomfort that came with what he'd just heard. The raptor had been a nuisance to him anyway, along with the humans. She'd shown trust in them, and that alone is a reason for him to despise her.
With her also nearly being the cause of his death, after he'd barely escaped those horns.
"Why?"
"We'll get on that later. The humans sent search parties out for you, they know you're alive. We need to keep moving."
It hadn't even been an hour yet since he met this mysterious dinosaur, yet he was already taking the lead. There were more things than one that confused him about this, but if he didn't want to be caught, or killed, he would have to take his word.
Either that, or just do what he wanted. The other option seemed like a safer opportunity anyway. Something sparked his attention about this male, and having being caught by the humans scratched off the picture safely would feel good.
He'd follow him closely, for the time being, and he'd figure out the rest later.
"Your name?" Ripper asked.
"Red."
