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Blue is flung hard through the air. She twists and manages to land on her feet. Her claws skid for a few seconds as she scrambles to get traction in the dirt but then they dig in and she is able to launch herself forward. She doesn't jump, just picks up speed and then skids underneath the fourth of the creatures they have fought. Armored creature does not have may weak spots. Spikes on its back makes jumping from above a foolish plan. The clubbed tail discourages back and side attacks. The huge snapping jaws, full of teeth that are perhaps the size of Blue's head makes frontal assault difficult. Of all the creatures they've fought, it is this one that feels most twisted. Several of its features say prey, but others say predator and its mind says confused-must kill.
Blue recognizes this madness, this confusion. It scents of the Indominous, with its velociraptor cries and lost eyes. Armored creature does not know what she is and she is furious about it.
It only drives Blue to redouble her efforts. Madness cannot be allowed to thrive.
Blue twists as she slides under and manages to scrape underneath Armored Creature's body. Armored Creature roars and twists to smack her tail down on where Blue emerges. Charlie hits Blue in the side carrying them both out of danger.
Delta takes advantage of Armored Creature's tail not facing her and jumps on the curve of its tail. She affixes her mouth on one of the armored plates there and, once anchored this way, reaches her claws around to the underside of the tail and starts ripping into the scales there. She can't hold on for long, that much is evident, but any damage she can inflict with be much welcomed.
Echo meanwhile plays a dangerous game, distracting Armored Creature from the front to give Delta as much time as possible. She dances and darts between Armored Creatures snapping jaws, scratching at its face whenever she gets the opportunity but playing it as safe as she can. The objection isn't damage right now. Blue feels the sharp sense of pride that comes when her pack mates work together in tight formation. Seeing Echo hold that formation even with an injury that puts her off balance is both satisfying and expected.
Charlie harasses Armored Creature from the side and, when she gets a break due to Delta's attack on Armored Creature's tail, she jumps and hooks her jaws onto one of the spikes covered the back and sides of Armored Creature. Her legs twist helplessly in the air for a few moments and then they're finding purchase on other spikes and the plated back of their foe. Charlie uses her back legs to scramble up through the spikes, using them as handholds to make her way onto Armored Creature's back. She hunkers down between the spikes and starts trying to rip up a plate of armor on Armored Creature's back. It's not likely that she'll be successful but Blue notes that Armored Creature finds Charlie's presence on it's back most alarming. She tires to twist her head to snatch at her but Echo darts in and rakes her claws over Armored Creature's face making it refocus its attention.
Blue runs, skids and slides underneath Armoured Creature's belly again. Armoured Creature's underside is its most vulnerable area, as too much armoring there would make moving difficult. Her claws rake the same spot as before. She skids out the other side, twisting and leaping out of the way. The tail strike is less precise that the last time, Delta doing much to distract in that area but the blow is still too close for comfort. One hit from that tail to any of their heads and they're dead.
Echo manages a hit close enough to Armoured creature's eye that makes its entire body shudder. It stomps its legs and Blue skids underneath again, heedless of the danger. This time she doesn't skid out but hooks her toe claws into the gashes she's made before applying the claws of her upper appendages to the softer skin.
Armoured creature roars and the sharp snap of jaws and Echo's yelp, lets her know that her tactic has come with a cost. She can smell her sister's blood on the air, but Echo is growling low in her throat now and her claws rasp on the forest floor. Echo is still in the fight.
Blue continues her work with a savage frenzy. Any weak spot they open up on a creature like Armoured Creature is to be treasured. A full body shake almost tears her loose from her position and then Armoured Creature swings its tail hard to the left for leverage before whipping it back in the opposite direction. It rocks its body with the motion lifting its feet and letting the swing of its tail roll it from side to side like a tilting ship.
It's stomps its feet back down with a vengeance and Blue falls. Armoured creature does not wait, taking advantage of her position. She backs up swinging her tail widely and manages to connect with one of the surrounding trees. The blow is enough to jar Delta loose. She falls and barely manages to scramble out of the way before the tail comes rocketing down. The blow scatters dirt into her eyes though and Delta is forced to retreat and clear her vision.
Blue makes another pass under Armoured Creature's stomach, raking her claws in as she does and rolling out of the way of Armoured Creature's tail just in time. Charlie is still situated atop Armoured Creature's back, still working the plate of armor up, though it is definitely slower going that any of them would like.
It is time, Blue thinks, to change tactics. She barks loud and harsh, informing her sisters of her plan. Echo, Charlie and Delta bark back signaling their understanding and then Blue, Echo and Delta all take turns harassing Armoured Creature's head. They're darting in and out and the lack of attack from elsewhere makes Armoured creature follow them.
It's precisely what Blue wanted to happen. Velociraptors are good at herding prey to exactly where they want them. And this, the restricted area? This is their territory. There is no inch of their territory that they do not know, no part of it that they cannot use. The trap is easy in execution but the risk is high. One wrong move from them or Armoured Creature and Blue or her sisters can end up impaled on those vicious spikes or crushed in Armoured Creature's jaw.
It is the risk of all hunts.
Blue is a hunter and it is a risk she seeks out, sinks her talons into and crushes between her jaws.
They lead Armoured Creature on a chase. Blue is in front now, drawing the most of Armoured Creature's attention. Echo and Delta are to the side of its head nipping and scratching whenever Armoured Creature tries to deviate from the path they've set.
As they near their goal the pack picks up speed. Armoured Creature does too and Charlie, on its back, prepares herself for a feat of timing. The pack races forward and Armoured Creature barrels toward them. And then the pack slows, just for a second, just enough for Armored Creature to take the bait and for them to get their feet planted right and then they swerved hard to the right.
Armoured Creatures tries to follow but it was going too fast. The turn it attempts causes it to skid and then without warning it tumbles down the side of the ravine that was hidden cleverly by brush. As it falls, Charlie leaps. She flies into the air, the spikes barely flying past her stomach as she launches herself to the opposite side of the narrow ravine. Her claws scrabble frantically on the earthy and rocky side before she gains enough traction to pull herself up and out of the ravine.
Armoured Creature is not so lucky. Like Blue plans, it falls on its back in the ravine. The ravine that is far too narrow for it to maneuver. The tail is still a problem, but it is not so maneuverable now that Armoured Creature is on it's back; it cannot bend underneath itself.
Blue doesn't hesitate. She spins, reverses course and drops down into the ravine. She lands on Armoured Creature's exposed stomach. Delta and Echo rain down behind her and a third thump heralds Charlie coming back into the fight.
Blue finds the gashes she made previously and goes to town. There is nothing subtle or elegant in her attacks. They are sheer savagery, primordial indicts driven by predator's minds that has been enhanced and linked to human's heart.
Armoured Creature thrashes but it is stuck. Blue can hear her sisters following her lead, taking the time they had now to rip open new gashes in Armoured Creature's underside. It doesn't take them long. They too are angry, are ardent in their defense of their territory, eager to break down the wall that separates them from their alpha.
Thick hide and scales give away before determined claws and then teeth comes into play. Armoured Creature is bellowing. Its legs are kicking, making their surface unstable, but the pack had taken down prey larger than them before. This, this is nothing.
Blue rips a strip of hide clear off and proceeds to hold the gap open as she rips into the softer flesh underneath with her teeth. A layer of flesh, then fat, then muscle. She gets another strip of hide off, opening the hole bigger and darts her head in, searching for the life-sustaining organs.
Armoured Creature is big but Blue is persistent. The pack is persistent. It takes longer than Blue would like, but they tear down, tunnel their way to Armoured Creature's insides and snap it's veins and arteries, crush it's intestines between their teeth, lay open the chest to the bone. When they are done, Armoured creature isn't moving and the woozy feeling that had haunted them throughout the day had faded quite a bit. But it wasn't gone, not entirely. The wall was still up.
But.
But.
There were cracks in the wall. Impressions, emotions, movement, seeped through the wall that separated her from her alpha and Blue perked up. Her sisters looked up too, no doubt feeling what she was feeling.
Joy of the hunt, of a job well done, of completion, of pride burst through her. Alpha. Owen.
Owen was coming to them.
Blue barked to her sisters and in a moment, the pack had launched themselves up and out of the ravine and were heading towards their alpha.
It is a well-known fact that tactical assaults require tactical planning, which in turn, require perfect execution. Owen held on tightly to this fact to combat the urge to go directly to his girls. He can feel the wall that separates them but he can feel the weakness in that wall, feel the impressions that batter against the wall, his girls on the other side.
But his girls aren't the only raptors out there and despite what he may say to others, he is the alpha of this island. The island is theirs to protect so the plan must be carried out without a hitch. Especially if one is trying to get the jump on raptors.
The choppers aren't moving much faster than the jeeps dashing down the rails beneath them. The jeeps are filled to the brim with men from ACU and others from ARU along with some heavy-duty guns, mounted on them. They're counting on the fact that the noise from the choppers will mask the sound of the jeeps so that the second pack will not realize that the men are there. If they do, they'll circle around and attack from behind and the ARU soldiers on the raptor-bait-run will really be bait.
The first pack of raptors though, that's Owen's job. His and the pack's. Carter and a group of men will follow at a distance. They're both back-up for him and back-up plan if he fails. As such the chopper carrying Owen and his bike, peels off from the other and heads to where his pack is supposed to be.
They set down and Owen hops out, quickly unhooks his bike from the tow lines and gestures to the copper when he's safely away. The chopper quickly raises and heads off to join its companions, once more adding the thrum of it's rotors to the effort of drowning out the sounds of the mass of men following. Owen slings his gun on his back, checks his pockets for back up ammunition and then straddles his bike.
Before he can kick it into gear through, a wave of sensation swamps him.
Joy of the hunt. Of A job well done. Joy of completion. Four sharp minds with grinning razor teeth honing the edge of his psyche.
His girls. The pack. They've broken down another part of the wall. He can't help the rush of pride that flows from him. Laughs as he feels Blue preen under it.
The wall is still there, buzzing harshly under their scalps but there are chinks in it. Cracks and holes. It's ready to crumble. Good. There are no walls that will ever keep Owen from his girls. There are no walls that will keep his girls form him. He is Owen. He is the alpha and this is his pack.
He kicks his bike into gear and heads straight to where he knows his girls are. How could he not know? How could they all not know?
It doesn't take long. They're moving towards him too. Ten minutes later Owen is braking hard in a clearing, skidding his bike to the side and standing.
There is a breath of silence as the bike's throaty growl cuts off and then Blue is there, soaring over a fallen log. She lands in full stride, claws digging into the dirt before angling her feet, twisting her tail so that she skids to a stop next to him. Charlie is half a second behind her, earth thumping as she lands and immediately covers one of Owen's unprotected sides. Delta clears the log, body long and beautiful in flight before her feet lands and her tail whips in a deadly arc as she slides up to his other side.
Echo is a second behind her, blood streaking down her green hide but her footsteps are strong and steady. She flanks Blue, guarding her back.
Owen doesn't wait. He can't. He slams the stand of his bike down and darts forward. Blue meets him, rough scales sliding under his palm before nudging her head under his chin and flicking it up. Owen presses his head to her snout for a second, feels the bond between them tying them together forever, tugging at their minds, holding them together.
The relief he feels cannot be described.
There are no walls that can keep them apart.
He lifts his head from her snout and reaches for the others, desperate to see them, feel them, know they're okay. They oblige, rubbing heads and snouts on his arms, shoulder and backs.
They're wounded, all of them; they leave streaks of blood all over him. But he can feel their pride, their triumph. They are victors. Owen bares his teeth back to them.
"I missed you," he says. His smile spreads wider. "Now what do say we go on a hunt?"
Four raptor barks fill the air in frightening harmony and then his girls look at him and match their grins to his.
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