Hello! I decided to pick up with E.
Surprise dino appearance in this chapter because I felt like it and wanted to work with the animal. :D
Sorry for any spelling/grammar errors.
The pack went in search of prey.
They found a lone female instead.
A long female raptor tawny of scale and honey of eyes.
Alone.
Frightened.
Vulnerable.
Lonely.
They were all the things E saw, and recognized when she looked into the other female's eyes.
Because they were all the things she felt when she was alone, too.
The males emerged from the foliage, two flanking from the right, the third from the left.
E emerged at the front, gaze lingering upon the brown scaled kin.
Her males barked in excitement, shifting from taloned foot to taloned foot.
Noises and actions that further terrified the new female, for she attempted to lower himself into a submissive stance, belly pressing flush to the ground.
An attempt to be small.
To be unnoticed.
To be left alone, and not perceived as a threat.
The baring of jagged, serrated teeth from E was enough to silence the males, and reign them in.
The lone female sported a body that was lower in muscle and fat, bones more prominent under earthen scales. She was struggling to survive on her own. Struggling to provide for herself, and live.
Her pupils were wide. E could see herself within them. She could see the wet fear shine through the black and honey of her eyes. E could see the swift, shallow breathing of her chest. E could see her body trembling.
This female-E was her, once.
Once, so long ago.
The garnet hued female lowered her head, scaled lips peeling back into a snarl. The new female's head lowered even further to submit, until she could no more. Her jaw was pressed against the ground in hopes of being left alone-but at the same time, there was hope.
Hope of acceptance.
Or, at the very least, tolerance, twisted into the perception of acceptance.
E's scaled lips brushed against the smooth, dry and withered scalp of the tawny raptor. She was not that old, but poor care and health make her appear aged.
Poor thing.
Poor sister kin.
E felt pity for the brown scaled loner.
Slowly, the sanguine female's hot breath retracted as her jaws drew farther away.
Leaving the earthen scaled female unharmed, and unmarred.
The action caused honey eyes-for the first time-to look up towards the scarred raptor.
Her eyes were alight with confusion, concern-yet-the faint flicker of hope.
Hope.
E looked down upon the brown scaled female. Her nared flared as she breathed, though showed no signs of aggression. Her killing claws flicked, toes curling, powerful legs shifting.
Acceptance.
A black killing claw slammed with force into the loner's neck.
Warm blood soaked garnet toes and black nails.
Honey eyes became wet and wide.
Cries for help-for aid-gargled and distorted.
The males cried and barked in start, nervous energy bouncing between them as they began to patter in place, shifting in new found anxiety.
E demoralized her pack.
All it took was a killing claw to a stranger.
A killing claw she kept inside the warm flesh and tensing muscles and spraying blood. She felt her claw hit bone.
She watched as the tawny female's facial features twisted in horror, calls drowned out of her own throat. Her limbs and body spasmed, writhed and twisted, attempting in vain to get away-to flee-to fight for life.
E merely watched, and blinked.
An almost bored, uninterested look within her sapphire gaze. Her facial muscles showed no sign of discomfort, nor distress.
The strangled cries and struggling breaths ceased, and the body stopped fighting.
The honey hued eyes were open, pupils dilated and unfocused.
Staring at nothing.
Only then did E remove her killing claw.
She flicked it, and began to wipe off the blood that had yet to soak the soil.
It was not hope.
It was merely a trick of the light.
It was not long before E began to feed upon the corpse of the stranger.
Food was food, after all.
It was not wise to let a meal go t waste.
Her males merely looked on, and kept their distance.
They had a whole new reason to fear their alpha.
The pack continued to wander on, patrolling the edges of their territory.
The pack found themselves stopped at a tree, however, upon seeing a strange sight.
A deer was crammed upon a thick branch. Large quills were impaled into its body.
It was a sight that drew in the pack's curiosity, but also their concern.
Something could climb, and drag up prey within trees.
Something had large quills that were sharp and piercing.
Something was big-and its scent was fresh.
It made the males' nervousness from earlier only increase.
They did not feel safe with their alpha, and they certainly did not feel safe here.
The pack chittered anxiously, seeking to retreat further into their domain.
E did not want to.
She wanted to see this beast, and see it off.
If it was a monster like the Brown One, she could not be fighting alone.
She had a pack this time.
And she was strong.
E knew that now.
Thus, E followed the scent of the intruder, alert and cautious.
The three males followed their alpha, though not due to fellowship.
They followed because they were fearful of what would happen if they refused.
Their alpha killed another of their kind.
What would stop her from harming them?
E thought they were hunting the rival that intruded upon their territory.
She thought they would be able to find it, and set up an ambush.
She was wrong.
It ambushed them instead.
It descended from the trees.
A monster descended from above, and slammed upon its victim.
The Paladin squealed like a butchered pig, body struggling to escape.
A strangled cry, a pop, and tearing of flesh was heard.
The golden hued head of the male was ripped off, neck muscles torn and arteries spraying. Muscles spasmed chaotically, uncoordinated and unnatural of life.
The Paladin's head was held within the jaws of his killer, facial muscles twisting and contorting-as if he were still alive. His mouth moved as if he attempted to call-and then went slack as his pupils dilated, and became unfocused.
E screamed in horror-and rage.
The beast that killed her pack member was hideous.
The monster sported red eyes that appeared to be too high upon its head, overbite baring large, horrific teeth. Large quills adorned its head, elbows and tail. It's snout appeared to be too short for a beast of its size. A beast that was tall, yet stocky and short of length. Powerful, yet sported limbs that were thin.
It looked like a disproportional monster.
With mindless, thoughtless eyes the beast stared at them.
It's jaws opened in a bloody, bone chilling roar.
Their packmate's head plopped to the ground-a mere discarded lump of flesh.
The monster was not interested in killing to eat.
It was interested in killing to kill.
E thought of running-if ever briefly.
No.
She would not run.
Not this time.
Because she had a pack, now.
She was alpha, now.
She was strong, now.
E breathed in rage, a whistled hiss of war that was a mere mockery of her kin's powerful scream.
In three bounds of explosive energy, she charged forth, and leapt, talons poised and teeth bared.
A mere swipe of a powerful forearm with rending claws was all it took to make E's jaw crack and knock teeth from her maw.
Like a pile of useless flesh-E hit the ground hard, face tarnished from deep and powerful claws, blood bubbling passed her scaled lips as she breathed.
The alpha was out cold.
When E awoke-She felt pain.
Pain from being sore, and injured.
She tasted her own blood in her mouth, dry sanguine cracking upon her scaled lips.
When she opened her eyes-she saw horror.
The monster that killed her packmate-her pack?-Was staring at her.
Staring with red, mindless eyes, pupils mere slits.
The beast's head twitched, and its breath was nasally and labored.
Red, mindless, unthinking eyes.
Staring at her, staring at it.
E shifted, slowly, sorely, to at least lay upright.
She briefly looked around.
She saw no bodies of the rest of her pack.
They were gone.
They did not fight.
They fled.
They left her to die.
To die, because she was a horrible alpha.
To die, because she was callous, and cruel.
E didn't have to kill that female.
She shouldn't have.
Because E knew what it felt like to be packless.
E knew that could have easily been her.
But she killed the female anyway.
Why?
Because E was afraid of losing her status.
She was afraid of losing power and having her males favor a female they could communicate with-socialize with-understand with.
She didn't want to be an outsider again.
So she killed the poor female out of fear.
She deemed it necessary.
But perhaps she was wrong?
No-She was wrong.
She killed one of her kind.
She proved unfit as alpha to her pack.
She lost their trust.
She was too cruel.
Too mean.
Too...Too much nothing.
She was a monster because she had nothing.
Felt nothing.
E looked upon the horrific monster before her.
She was a monster, too.
Just smaller, and weaker, and...
If this monster decided to kill her, E was too tired to fight.
She gave the poor female no mercy.
It was only fair E was given no mercy.
For now, E was content to wait, and stare into the mindless crimson eyes of another monster.
Waiting for it to strike, and rend her head from her body, too.
I decided to introduce the Scorpios Rex because why not? I just want to practice writing with such an animal and potentially have something where the Indoraptor meets the Scorpios Rex.
Also E and Scorpios Rex interactions that may or may not be good. I know Scorpios Rex can breed asexually, but for this work it just might be male.
But mainly for E development.