Raptorsong
Part Four
We finally found something. A large metal object. The only thing was, the thing was IN a TREE! We watched it, puzzled. Then we heard something else. As it turns out, we weren't the only dinosaurs hunting this strange new prey. I screamed at Moonmist, and fled into the forest, and she followed my lead. Once we were a good distance away, I turned around. I backed away even more, terrified. Moonmist turned as well, and she to backed away.
We say a two foot long snout, and attacked to that was a gigantic male spinosaur. He lifted his giant head and let out an ear-shattering roar, then tore into the metal object, knocking it to the ground. He rolled it around, and five or six little raptor sized things ran out. They weren't raptors though, because they had short snouts and no tails. Not to mention their short necks, and the fact that they had no claws. They scattered into the forest, and the Spino followed them.
I don't know what happened after that, until the next day. Moonmist had been accepted by the pack, and we were out hunting the newcomers. One of the other males in the pack went into the big complex on the island, the place where we had tracked them to. Yes, they had to be in there.
The rest of us hid in the bushes, waiting for the things to come out. Moonmist nuzzles my neck, and I gave her a slight his, saying "Stay on task". After about 15 minutes, we herd the other raptor calling for help, the signal to attack. We all rushed from our hiding spots in the forest and chased them. The group of things split in two, so the pack followed them in two ways. Moonmist and I went with the larger group.
The things finally climbed a tree, and sadly, we can't climb. One of them though, was behind, and Cleo dug her razor claw into its back, just enough to wound it. My mate and I were assigned to attack if they came down. Our group hid in the bushes, looking like we were giving up.
One of the things began to climb out on a branch. Moonmist and I ran out of the brush and started to jump up and snap at her. The rest with the thing pulled it back to safety. There was no good trying to get these things; they were smart, unlike our normal prey. These things could communicate plans and strategize, just like us raptors. It was not a good thing for us, because they might try to kill us. Cleo growled for us to retreat. The pack sprinted through the forest, leaving the things behind, in search of the others.
Part Four
We finally found something. A large metal object. The only thing was, the thing was IN a TREE! We watched it, puzzled. Then we heard something else. As it turns out, we weren't the only dinosaurs hunting this strange new prey. I screamed at Moonmist, and fled into the forest, and she followed my lead. Once we were a good distance away, I turned around. I backed away even more, terrified. Moonmist turned as well, and she to backed away.
We say a two foot long snout, and attacked to that was a gigantic male spinosaur. He lifted his giant head and let out an ear-shattering roar, then tore into the metal object, knocking it to the ground. He rolled it around, and five or six little raptor sized things ran out. They weren't raptors though, because they had short snouts and no tails. Not to mention their short necks, and the fact that they had no claws. They scattered into the forest, and the Spino followed them.
I don't know what happened after that, until the next day. Moonmist had been accepted by the pack, and we were out hunting the newcomers. One of the other males in the pack went into the big complex on the island, the place where we had tracked them to. Yes, they had to be in there.
The rest of us hid in the bushes, waiting for the things to come out. Moonmist nuzzles my neck, and I gave her a slight his, saying "Stay on task". After about 15 minutes, we herd the other raptor calling for help, the signal to attack. We all rushed from our hiding spots in the forest and chased them. The group of things split in two, so the pack followed them in two ways. Moonmist and I went with the larger group.
The things finally climbed a tree, and sadly, we can't climb. One of them though, was behind, and Cleo dug her razor claw into its back, just enough to wound it. My mate and I were assigned to attack if they came down. Our group hid in the bushes, looking like we were giving up.
One of the things began to climb out on a branch. Moonmist and I ran out of the brush and started to jump up and snap at her. The rest with the thing pulled it back to safety. There was no good trying to get these things; they were smart, unlike our normal prey. These things could communicate plans and strategize, just like us raptors. It was not a good thing for us, because they might try to kill us. Cleo growled for us to retreat. The pack sprinted through the forest, leaving the things behind, in search of the others.