Note- It is recommended that you read 'Raptorsong' first, as it will
explain all of the main characters and some events that take place later in
the story.
AN- Hello, and we are back! This is the sequel to Raptorsong. It still needs a title, but I wanted to post it (for all of my readers who enjoyed the first story.) This chapter is kind of a prologue of sorts, and I want to thank C'oxila for helping me write this chapter, as well as giving me a lot of ideas for future ones.
Trapper and Moonmist- Here we go again...
bIsla Sorna One year after the Kirby incident /b
The wind howled with anger as the alpha pair of my pack Killer and Cleo led us further inland. We were not alone. Other dinosaurs big and small and carnivore and herbivore proceeded to the safety of the inland plateau. Yet, with as many young there were with us, the going had been slow, making it slightly dangerous because of the weather that we saw approaching us rapidly. For now, it was only a storm, but I could sense that things were about to get worse, much worse.
Still, it was a spectacular site, rivals who are now in time of crisis have agreed to a truce. As the alpha pair led the front end, my mate, Moonmist and I, Trapper, reared up the back making sure no one was left behind, as we normally did. Moonmist looked around to see if the whole pack had made it. I watched as she scanned over the scene, counting every raptor in our clan, making sure that we had all made it to safety.
"That's everyone", Moonmist yelled trying to speak above the wind. She looked again, just to make sure. I watched as her face changed from confusion, then to worry. "Wait, where are Costello and Scrim? We have to find them."
"They could still be back on the ridge", I said. They had been messing around there earlier, and knowing them, they hadn't left. I looked up at the sky as another streak of lightning sliced the sky in two. "Come on, we don't have much time". I led Moonmist back into the dense forest looking for the two missing young raptors that were part of the litter of the alpha pair. We came across the ridge where they two brothers usually were. Our expectations were right on target as the two were there tackling each other like they always do during play, completely unaware of the storm. I rolled my eyes at their ignorance as my mate and I moved toward the pair.
"Costello, Scrim come on, we have to go", Moonmist yelled.
"How come"? Asked a nonchalant Scrim.
"We have to seek shelter from the storm". An annoyed Moonmist said.
"Are you kidding? This storm is great"! Came a delirious Costello. My mate and I couldn't believe it. Raptors they're age should be terrified of the storms that annually happen on our island. Perhapes their 'adventure' as eggs had caused brain damage which caused them to be like this I thought many a time. "I feel like I could soar like the pteranodons". Costello shouted out dreamily. He was on top of the ridge ready to jump.
"Oh, no you don't"! Came another angry raptor voice. We all turned to see who it was, it was Killer.
"Costello and Scrim get off of there and come along, you're our only sons and we're not going to loose you on your own foolishness", Killer said.
The two brothers abide their father and rushed over to him. The feeling of guilt on them. Killer was not one to upset. "Now come on", their father said and the two brothers trailed behind and this time they were in front of us. We followed Killer over to the cavern where the rest of the pack was waiting. The brothers were greeted by their worried mother. The two brothers knew they were going to get it. I could see it written on their faces that they knew very well that their punishment would not be pretty. Cleo glared at her sons with her yellow eyes, anger and worry mixed together in an expression only a mother could give.
"Mother, we're real sorry...." began Scrim, hoping that he could avoid what was coming through sweet-talking his mother. It didn't work.
"Apologize later, just get inside", Cleo said hotly. The two brothers went inside and their father followed.
Cleo then turned to us.
"Thank you, you two. Yet again you have both proved to be invaluable members to our clan.", she said and turned and joined the rest of her family. My mate and I walked inside where everyone else was asleep. Parents were attending to their frighten children. Young raptors continued their playing of wrestling and pounceing on one another.
It reminded me that soon we would have children of our own. Hopefully in the next mating season we would have our turn. We were courting during the last, and had no chance for chicks. It's now been over a year since I courted my mate Moonmist. After wo years of trying to find to perfect mate, I now understood why I had to be patient. No other female raptor I courted would ever have turned out the way she did. We laid down by another raptor by the name of Cyrn. He was younger then me and looked up to me as a mentor. We had taken him into our family almost a year ago. He was a nice kid, a little odd at times, but nice.
"Costello and Scrim, were at it again"? Cyrn asked.
"At their usual place", I said.
Cyrn smiled. "I do envy them for their courage".
"As do most of us." Moonmist said with a chuckle.
"Like remember that time, they taunted a tyrannosaur that was already in a bad mood. They should've been dead so long ago...."
"Cyrn..."
"And then that one time that they wanted to go meet the Spino. That gave us all a good laugh..."
"Cyrn..."
"Right, just saying.....someone must really like them otherwise they wouldn't have this much luck. We all did things that freaked out our families when we were young". Over the year he had stayed with me and Moonmist, Cyrn has had a lot of growth. I remembered Cyrn when he was just as mischievous as Scrim and Costello are but now I see a completely evolved Cyrn. He was now more mature, less daring. He was becoming a mature male raptor. I sat down next to a yawning Moonmist and looked across to the cave entrence. The wind still howled with anger outside, and the rain became harder. I got myself comfortable as I snuggled up to my mate.
"Well good night, Cyrn".
"G'night, Trapper", replied a raspy Cyrn.
I looked at Moonmist and began to groom my mate as she fell into a deep sleep.
"Sleep well, my lovely mate."
AN- Alright, how did you like that? This story will probably be longer than the first, but hopefully better. And remember, I have a 'Raptorsong' website. It has story info, a Role-Playing/ discussion forum (which is in need of some Alpha's), games, quizzes, and more (or, it will soon.) Just click on the link in my profile, or 'my homepage' if you want to go check it out. Remember- review! Comments liked, praises loved, and Flames used to keep raptors warm on cold winter nights!
AN- Hello, and we are back! This is the sequel to Raptorsong. It still needs a title, but I wanted to post it (for all of my readers who enjoyed the first story.) This chapter is kind of a prologue of sorts, and I want to thank C'oxila for helping me write this chapter, as well as giving me a lot of ideas for future ones.
Trapper and Moonmist- Here we go again...
bIsla Sorna One year after the Kirby incident /b
The wind howled with anger as the alpha pair of my pack Killer and Cleo led us further inland. We were not alone. Other dinosaurs big and small and carnivore and herbivore proceeded to the safety of the inland plateau. Yet, with as many young there were with us, the going had been slow, making it slightly dangerous because of the weather that we saw approaching us rapidly. For now, it was only a storm, but I could sense that things were about to get worse, much worse.
Still, it was a spectacular site, rivals who are now in time of crisis have agreed to a truce. As the alpha pair led the front end, my mate, Moonmist and I, Trapper, reared up the back making sure no one was left behind, as we normally did. Moonmist looked around to see if the whole pack had made it. I watched as she scanned over the scene, counting every raptor in our clan, making sure that we had all made it to safety.
"That's everyone", Moonmist yelled trying to speak above the wind. She looked again, just to make sure. I watched as her face changed from confusion, then to worry. "Wait, where are Costello and Scrim? We have to find them."
"They could still be back on the ridge", I said. They had been messing around there earlier, and knowing them, they hadn't left. I looked up at the sky as another streak of lightning sliced the sky in two. "Come on, we don't have much time". I led Moonmist back into the dense forest looking for the two missing young raptors that were part of the litter of the alpha pair. We came across the ridge where they two brothers usually were. Our expectations were right on target as the two were there tackling each other like they always do during play, completely unaware of the storm. I rolled my eyes at their ignorance as my mate and I moved toward the pair.
"Costello, Scrim come on, we have to go", Moonmist yelled.
"How come"? Asked a nonchalant Scrim.
"We have to seek shelter from the storm". An annoyed Moonmist said.
"Are you kidding? This storm is great"! Came a delirious Costello. My mate and I couldn't believe it. Raptors they're age should be terrified of the storms that annually happen on our island. Perhapes their 'adventure' as eggs had caused brain damage which caused them to be like this I thought many a time. "I feel like I could soar like the pteranodons". Costello shouted out dreamily. He was on top of the ridge ready to jump.
"Oh, no you don't"! Came another angry raptor voice. We all turned to see who it was, it was Killer.
"Costello and Scrim get off of there and come along, you're our only sons and we're not going to loose you on your own foolishness", Killer said.
The two brothers abide their father and rushed over to him. The feeling of guilt on them. Killer was not one to upset. "Now come on", their father said and the two brothers trailed behind and this time they were in front of us. We followed Killer over to the cavern where the rest of the pack was waiting. The brothers were greeted by their worried mother. The two brothers knew they were going to get it. I could see it written on their faces that they knew very well that their punishment would not be pretty. Cleo glared at her sons with her yellow eyes, anger and worry mixed together in an expression only a mother could give.
"Mother, we're real sorry...." began Scrim, hoping that he could avoid what was coming through sweet-talking his mother. It didn't work.
"Apologize later, just get inside", Cleo said hotly. The two brothers went inside and their father followed.
Cleo then turned to us.
"Thank you, you two. Yet again you have both proved to be invaluable members to our clan.", she said and turned and joined the rest of her family. My mate and I walked inside where everyone else was asleep. Parents were attending to their frighten children. Young raptors continued their playing of wrestling and pounceing on one another.
It reminded me that soon we would have children of our own. Hopefully in the next mating season we would have our turn. We were courting during the last, and had no chance for chicks. It's now been over a year since I courted my mate Moonmist. After wo years of trying to find to perfect mate, I now understood why I had to be patient. No other female raptor I courted would ever have turned out the way she did. We laid down by another raptor by the name of Cyrn. He was younger then me and looked up to me as a mentor. We had taken him into our family almost a year ago. He was a nice kid, a little odd at times, but nice.
"Costello and Scrim, were at it again"? Cyrn asked.
"At their usual place", I said.
Cyrn smiled. "I do envy them for their courage".
"As do most of us." Moonmist said with a chuckle.
"Like remember that time, they taunted a tyrannosaur that was already in a bad mood. They should've been dead so long ago...."
"Cyrn..."
"And then that one time that they wanted to go meet the Spino. That gave us all a good laugh..."
"Cyrn..."
"Right, just saying.....someone must really like them otherwise they wouldn't have this much luck. We all did things that freaked out our families when we were young". Over the year he had stayed with me and Moonmist, Cyrn has had a lot of growth. I remembered Cyrn when he was just as mischievous as Scrim and Costello are but now I see a completely evolved Cyrn. He was now more mature, less daring. He was becoming a mature male raptor. I sat down next to a yawning Moonmist and looked across to the cave entrence. The wind still howled with anger outside, and the rain became harder. I got myself comfortable as I snuggled up to my mate.
"Well good night, Cyrn".
"G'night, Trapper", replied a raspy Cyrn.
I looked at Moonmist and began to groom my mate as she fell into a deep sleep.
"Sleep well, my lovely mate."
AN- Alright, how did you like that? This story will probably be longer than the first, but hopefully better. And remember, I have a 'Raptorsong' website. It has story info, a Role-Playing/ discussion forum (which is in need of some Alpha's), games, quizzes, and more (or, it will soon.) Just click on the link in my profile, or 'my homepage' if you want to go check it out. Remember- review! Comments liked, praises loved, and Flames used to keep raptors warm on cold winter nights!