Blue's POV *
*Isla Nublar *
I was walking around the place where all the humans usually came for food and such things like that, that's actually why I was here too, when I heard splashing coming from the home of the big swimmer. I snarled and moved closer. It wasn't big swimmer, it was something much smaller. "Wait? A human?" I asked myself as she pulled herself onto the pavement. She screamed in fear when she noticed me. She was coughing up water and what looked like shark remains, her once white clothes were covered in blood, she smelled strongly of fear. I chirped in a friendly manner, hoping to show her I meant her no harm. I walked over slowly and began cleaning her face, not only to be helpful but I was starving and the blood tasted good. The human relaxed and allowed me to finish. Her clothes were ripped to shreds and were barely even on her now. I pulled off her shirt to reveal only her tan bra. She whimpered in pain as the fabric brushed her shoulders. I saw her open wounds and realized that was where all the blood was coming from. I wanted to clean them but I also didn't want to hurt her. I remembered what Alpha had always done for me when I had to endure any unpleasant medical procedure. I trotted over to a shop of some sort and brought back a folded up blanket. She knew what it's purpose was and held it tightly, nodding at me to finish my work. I gently began cleaning her bleeding shoulders. We were helping each other at the moment; she was getting help for her injuries and I was getting a treat. After she was clean I allowed her to use me as a handle to stand up. I was slightly taller than her and she seemed surprised. She leaned on me for support as I searched for food. I tried to remember who she was, I had heard Alpha and Claire talk about someone fitting her description but I couldn't remember her name. Not that I would be able to address her by it, it was just bugging me to remember. I spotted some bread in one of the restaurants. It didn't look appealing to me but I thought maybe a human would eat it, I also brought back water, balancing the glass on my nose. She smiled at me and said "Thank you. " She spoke with an obvious British accent, but her voice was weak and raspy. Then it hit me "Zara! Yeah, thats it!" I remembered hearing Claire crying for her "I bet everyone thinks you're dead. " I thought as a gave her a sympathetic chirp. Oh, how I wished she could understand me. I soon after found myself a steak, just sitting untouched on the table. I inhaled it while Zara ate in a ladylike manner. I got lucky and uncovered a few peices of chicken and devoured them too. When Zara stood up I followed, walking close beside her in case she lost her balance. " I wonder if you could learn to hunt?" I thought. I, being a pack hunter would need help. I stared eagerly at a heard of gallimimus. Zara knew I wanted to hunt; she bent down and whispered "You wait in the brush and I'll scare them in your direction. " I nodded and did as she said, when I turned around, she was gone. "She's sneaky, that's a good sign." I thought. Soon I heard the call of the Indominus. " No, she's dead!" I thought. The heard was indeed running towards me and I snagged a small one. Zara came proudly out of the woods and sat beside me. It hit me at that moment. Zara had made that roar, she was definitely a talented human. We halved our kill that night. She made a fire and cooked her half and I ate mine as it was. As we settled in for sleep Zara started crying. I was confused as I had never encountered this human behavior in a situation where I must help. All I knew is it meant she was unhappy. She covered her face with her hands and sobbed "I want Claire.." "You miss your pack, huh?" I thought as I nuzzled her. She curled up beside me and fell asleep, I soon followed.