Thanks for all the reviews as always- you guys are the best! I am going to
try to add more raptor names, but it is hard! And most won't really come in
until the JP3 part of the story is over. Well, here we go...
Trapper: sobbing
What's wrong Trapper?
Trapper: It's, it's just so sad....!
Um, what is so sad?
Trapper falls to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably
Moonmist: get up!
Ooooooky....that was odd...on with the story.
Raptorsong ch. 11
The steamy morning air swirled around us, and dew dripped from the leaves as the pack marched onward through the forest. I looked up, just to have a large droplet fall into my eye. Great, just my luck. Moonmist laughed in her screechy laugh. I shot her a glare, which caused more laughter. After a long while of this, I turned back to the rest of the pack.
I saw the whole group, about fifteen raptors total. Of course, there were young chicks, eggs, and some adults left back at the nests. At the head of the group were Killer and Cleo, the alphas of the pack. Then, behind them in clusters were the other adults and some of the older chicks. Cyrn was there, along with some of the younger raptor females—Trea, Nokav, and Ilian. They were having fun doing something that I couldn't figure out. Near them, were Chran and Scrik, two other young adult males looking for mates. A little farther out were some of the more mature raptors, already parents. Many of our pack were not so, as our pack was not the largest on the island, and we had lost many of our elder raptors to the Spino. It seemed, as though he just appeared out of nowhere one day. It was not a good thing. I suspect that the creatures called humans were responsible for this.
I was shaken out of my thoughts, when a I heard a loud rumble. Soon, rain began to fall. Lightning forked through the sky. We heard the loud thunder peels again and again as the storm grew worse and worse. I ran toward the two alphas leading the pack, closely followed by my mate.
"Cleo, Killer, we should turn back!" I shouted through the storm.
"No, this is the best weather for tracking. We will keep on course until we find them." Cleo shouted back. The two of them looked at me, differently than they normally did. They then turned their heads and made a nodding gesture. I looked quizzically at Moonmist, who returned the look before walking back.
After a long while the storm began to make us all miserable. We all walked with our heads turned downward to keep the stinging rain from hitting our eyes, but it didn't seem to work. I looked up to see Killer and Cleo discussing something. They looked up to me an gave a quick gesture signaling to come over to them. It tried to navigate through the rain and mud, with out much luck, and ended up sliding down the muddy hill. When I arrived at the bottom, I was covered from head to toe with slime. I could see them straining not to laugh as they watched my pitiful attempts to reach them. "Yes, what is it?" I asked when I got to the bottom.
"Do you hear anything? Your ears are the best in the pack, so please tell us." Killer told me. I cocked my head so that I could hear better. Thunder peeled above in the clouds, and that was it. "No," I answered," I only hear the thunder." I listened again, but this time there was something else mingled with the storm. A roaring of sometype. The other's faces calmed a bit, until I spoke again. "No, wait. There is something else, a roaring of some kind." I answered. They looked gravely at one another, then at me.
"Yes, that is what we thought." Cleo said. "It is the Spinosaur." My eyes widened at that, as the noises were quite close. I looked at them, and they returned the look. I knew that they wanted me to track the Spino. I nodded in agreement, and they stepped back, allowing me to take control of the group of raptors. My head spun as I thought about my job now. If I made one wrong move, we could all die instantly. I walked onward, following the noise coming from the river.
We walked for a long while, some of the other raptors looking slightly confused. Cyrn walked up to me, and asked me what was going on. "Cleo and Killer have appointed me as the head tracker, and that's what I am doing." I replied. The younger raptor looked quizzically at me, and I just rolled my eye.
"What are you tracking?" he asked softly.
"Listen..." I replied. The younger raptor listened intently, but obviously couldn't hear anything. "The Spino is near, and the alphas believe that the one-foots are near."
"Ooooh..." was the response. I turned away and continued to look for the Spino. When we reached the river, the noises became louder. I heard shouts and cries from another creature as well. I poked my head through the brush to get a better look. What I saw was amazing a frightening.
The Spino was in the water, along with a strange object that was floating on it. He reared up and snarled before plunging back down on the thing. Awkward noises came from the boats, unlike anything I have ever heard before. It was them, the one-foots. We had found them! The Spino once again moved, and the one-foots swam out. One of them climbed up a tall spike of some type, built by the humans who started this island. The one- foot stood at the top, and the Spino clawed at him and roared in anger. Suddenly, a large bang rent the air. I saw a large red flame go up into the air at the Spino, causing him to roar in pain and anger. I turned back to see the other raptors looking at the scene as well. Moonmist turned to me in shock, then went back to watching. I also turned when another bang rang out. I saw the flames in the air, flying toward the Spino, then bouncing off of his hard scales. He roared again, and the fire hit the water. Flames went up, and many of the raptors screeched in terror. My eyes widened at this. Water was supposed to kill fire, so why was the fire on it? I watched it intently, when I heard one of the one-foots cry out. It was dangling over the water; flames licking at it. The Spino watched for a long while, ignoring the others. They ran towards the shore, then stopped. Stupid, stupid things, I thought. The Spino would kill them for sure! But, to my surprise he didn't. The one-foot fell down, into the water. Seeing this, the Spino turned and stomped away, smashing the foliage in his rage. I watched in surprise, before turning away. We had to get to the one-foots, and they were walking away. I screeched softly enough so that they wouldn't hear it, but the pack would. They turned and followed me through the brush. I saw the one-foots getting away, and moved faster. Suddenly, the one-foots stopped. I directed the pack to get in a circle around them, making sure to stay hidden until my signal. As soon as we were ready, I burst through the trees, squawking at them. Moonmist soon followed me, as did Cyrn and many of the others. Only Cleo and Killer remained.
The one-foots looked up at me, fear pooling in their eyes. They spoke to one another. I could see the female trembling slightly, fear taking a hold of her quickly, but I didn't know why. We weren't going to hurt them! Suddenly, Cleo started walking toward them, her face calm and dangerous. She stepped carefully, as only one of high status could. She approached the female and sniffed her, then stood up. One of the one-foots attempted to move, but Cleo wouldn't allow them to. She screeched loudly, then began to bump heads with the one-foot female- a very threatening gesture. Then, I realized why—the one foot had the eggs!
AN: Okay, how was that chapter? Like it? Hate it? Sorry that it took awhile to get this up...will update soon hopefully! Review!
Raptorsong ch. 11
The steamy morning air swirled around us, and dew dripped from the leaves as the pack marched onward through the forest. I looked up, just to have a large droplet fall into my eye. Great, just my luck. Moonmist laughed in her screechy laugh. I shot her a glare, which caused more laughter. After a long while of this, I turned back to the rest of the pack.
I saw the whole group, about fifteen raptors total. Of course, there were young chicks, eggs, and some adults left back at the nests. At the head of the group were Killer and Cleo, the alphas of the pack. Then, behind them in clusters were the other adults and some of the older chicks. Cyrn was there, along with some of the younger raptor females—Trea, Nokav, and Ilian. They were having fun doing something that I couldn't figure out. Near them, were Chran and Scrik, two other young adult males looking for mates. A little farther out were some of the more mature raptors, already parents. Many of our pack were not so, as our pack was not the largest on the island, and we had lost many of our elder raptors to the Spino. It seemed, as though he just appeared out of nowhere one day. It was not a good thing. I suspect that the creatures called humans were responsible for this.
I was shaken out of my thoughts, when a I heard a loud rumble. Soon, rain began to fall. Lightning forked through the sky. We heard the loud thunder peels again and again as the storm grew worse and worse. I ran toward the two alphas leading the pack, closely followed by my mate.
"Cleo, Killer, we should turn back!" I shouted through the storm.
"No, this is the best weather for tracking. We will keep on course until we find them." Cleo shouted back. The two of them looked at me, differently than they normally did. They then turned their heads and made a nodding gesture. I looked quizzically at Moonmist, who returned the look before walking back.
After a long while the storm began to make us all miserable. We all walked with our heads turned downward to keep the stinging rain from hitting our eyes, but it didn't seem to work. I looked up to see Killer and Cleo discussing something. They looked up to me an gave a quick gesture signaling to come over to them. It tried to navigate through the rain and mud, with out much luck, and ended up sliding down the muddy hill. When I arrived at the bottom, I was covered from head to toe with slime. I could see them straining not to laugh as they watched my pitiful attempts to reach them. "Yes, what is it?" I asked when I got to the bottom.
"Do you hear anything? Your ears are the best in the pack, so please tell us." Killer told me. I cocked my head so that I could hear better. Thunder peeled above in the clouds, and that was it. "No," I answered," I only hear the thunder." I listened again, but this time there was something else mingled with the storm. A roaring of sometype. The other's faces calmed a bit, until I spoke again. "No, wait. There is something else, a roaring of some kind." I answered. They looked gravely at one another, then at me.
"Yes, that is what we thought." Cleo said. "It is the Spinosaur." My eyes widened at that, as the noises were quite close. I looked at them, and they returned the look. I knew that they wanted me to track the Spino. I nodded in agreement, and they stepped back, allowing me to take control of the group of raptors. My head spun as I thought about my job now. If I made one wrong move, we could all die instantly. I walked onward, following the noise coming from the river.
We walked for a long while, some of the other raptors looking slightly confused. Cyrn walked up to me, and asked me what was going on. "Cleo and Killer have appointed me as the head tracker, and that's what I am doing." I replied. The younger raptor looked quizzically at me, and I just rolled my eye.
"What are you tracking?" he asked softly.
"Listen..." I replied. The younger raptor listened intently, but obviously couldn't hear anything. "The Spino is near, and the alphas believe that the one-foots are near."
"Ooooh..." was the response. I turned away and continued to look for the Spino. When we reached the river, the noises became louder. I heard shouts and cries from another creature as well. I poked my head through the brush to get a better look. What I saw was amazing a frightening.
The Spino was in the water, along with a strange object that was floating on it. He reared up and snarled before plunging back down on the thing. Awkward noises came from the boats, unlike anything I have ever heard before. It was them, the one-foots. We had found them! The Spino once again moved, and the one-foots swam out. One of them climbed up a tall spike of some type, built by the humans who started this island. The one- foot stood at the top, and the Spino clawed at him and roared in anger. Suddenly, a large bang rent the air. I saw a large red flame go up into the air at the Spino, causing him to roar in pain and anger. I turned back to see the other raptors looking at the scene as well. Moonmist turned to me in shock, then went back to watching. I also turned when another bang rang out. I saw the flames in the air, flying toward the Spino, then bouncing off of his hard scales. He roared again, and the fire hit the water. Flames went up, and many of the raptors screeched in terror. My eyes widened at this. Water was supposed to kill fire, so why was the fire on it? I watched it intently, when I heard one of the one-foots cry out. It was dangling over the water; flames licking at it. The Spino watched for a long while, ignoring the others. They ran towards the shore, then stopped. Stupid, stupid things, I thought. The Spino would kill them for sure! But, to my surprise he didn't. The one-foot fell down, into the water. Seeing this, the Spino turned and stomped away, smashing the foliage in his rage. I watched in surprise, before turning away. We had to get to the one-foots, and they were walking away. I screeched softly enough so that they wouldn't hear it, but the pack would. They turned and followed me through the brush. I saw the one-foots getting away, and moved faster. Suddenly, the one-foots stopped. I directed the pack to get in a circle around them, making sure to stay hidden until my signal. As soon as we were ready, I burst through the trees, squawking at them. Moonmist soon followed me, as did Cyrn and many of the others. Only Cleo and Killer remained.
The one-foots looked up at me, fear pooling in their eyes. They spoke to one another. I could see the female trembling slightly, fear taking a hold of her quickly, but I didn't know why. We weren't going to hurt them! Suddenly, Cleo started walking toward them, her face calm and dangerous. She stepped carefully, as only one of high status could. She approached the female and sniffed her, then stood up. One of the one-foots attempted to move, but Cleo wouldn't allow them to. She screeched loudly, then began to bump heads with the one-foot female- a very threatening gesture. Then, I realized why—the one foot had the eggs!
AN: Okay, how was that chapter? Like it? Hate it? Sorry that it took awhile to get this up...will update soon hopefully! Review!