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         Taking it as a sign of good will from only receiving a subtle warning ( thankfully as she had no gun ) , hands slowly reached in her sack for the frozen rat she had found in the abandoned lab. While everyone fled in a wide panic , the once elite security guard held a soft spot for the creatures of the island. Granted she only watched the famous Owen with the raptors once in a while , she had a decent idea of what to do. Raising a palm up as she raised the rodent out her bag , stance stern  &  calm , just as she remembered. 

          “ Easy Blue — It’s okay , I’m here to help. Easy , easy. This is for you. ”    With a gentle underhanded throw , the rat plopped to the ground before the raptor. Her goal was to gain trust with as many of the creatures as possible , she refused to let them all be left for poachers to nab.

Blue’s form seemed to ripple with the sharp screech that tore through her throat as the female before her reached into the pouch she carried. She was well aware of the dangers that could spawn from such devices, and she wasn’t about to let her get the upper hand. Claws lightly extending outward as form crouched low to the ground, muscles twitched beneath her pelt as she waited for the one single move that would be this female’s final mistake.

Nostrils flared, however, as the scent of the rat slowly drifted into the air around them. Her head sharply jerked to one side at the sound of her name. That gave no indication of whether she was friend or foe, however. Lips continued to hold the bitter snarl that had etched itself over her snout, a single foot lightly sliding back as she shifted her weight.

♔ | One Liner Starter (Varian) | @pureiimagination / @loyalbloodlines | ♔

      ☾ | “I miiight be in over my head.” Until now, the deadliest ‘lizard’ Varian has ever encountered was a moody chameleon. This didn’t compare by a longshot, and all he could do was stare in frozen horror (or awe).

‘Might’ would be considered by most as an awfully terrible understatement.

Deep amber eyes remained focused on the boy before her, never once breaking breaking her gaze even as Echo slowly stepped around him. Her scarred muzzle twitched with a soundless snarl as she observed him. It was not the first human she had come across, but certainly he was the smallest. Further still, he held no weapons. A curiosity in the creature’s mind that had kept her back for as long as she had.

  WHAT WAS IT, he had to wonder? It looked like some sort of lizard that had somehow started crawling on two legs. He was searching his memory for stories, any hints that could have indicated what this animal was, but it all came up empty. That would only serve to drive his curiosity.

   “ Go on. “ He tried to coax it. Its small squeal seemed pitiful, and so he toned down his voice, hopeful that he could regain its attention. Kubo exhaled through his nose and gave a victory titter when the strange little beast snapped up the offering.

   “ You’re still hungry, aren’t you? “ His fingers gently tore apart another piece of flesh from the fish he was handling, and held it between his fingers, waving it just slightly before tossing it to the chick again. “ You’re just about the strangest lizard I’ve seen. “

As another piece was pulled apart from the fish, an excited trill slipped through the small raptor, clawed feet shuffling beneath her as her form seemed wiggle in anticipation. Amber eyes diligently followed the strip of meat as the boy waved it before her, lips curling ever so slightly as she waited for her moment to seize it.

Clumsy form quickly extended out to reach for the under cooked flesh, the movements near entirely identical to those prior, the fish vanishing down between the small jaws of the fledgling. A soft purr rumbled in her throat, the sound cracked and pitched due to her youth, but that did little to dissuade Delta.

It takes her a while to finally awaken from her sleep, head shifting to glance up to discover it was Charlie who seemed in need. For what has yet to be determined, light series of what could be described as chirps escaping her, presenting an inquiry as to what Charlie would possibly need at such a late hour. 

The answer was simple. She wanted nothing more than a companion to keep her company. One to help keep her entertained until sleep finally chose to claim her. Until then, however, Charlie gave a light, pitched purr as Blue finally stirred from her slumber, form shifting from side to side in a manner that could be considered as a wiggle. Yes, perhaps they were considered to be grown, but the youngest sibling still took pleasure in the playful antics of fledglings.

   OKAY, WOAH. Damn. As far as she knew, earth dinosaurs were supposed to be extinct – is this a violation of Galactic Federation law? ( No, wait, it wasn’t. Earth wasn’t part of the federation. ) Still that doesn’t excuse that there was a – larger than normal – velociraptor in front of her.

    Could she talk to it? She wanted to try talking to it. From what she’s studied, the creatures of earth were rather primitive sixty-six million years ago. But still, she’s going to try talking to it.CLICK-CLICK-CLICK. Ellanora hums. She’s trying to talk to the dinosaur. // @loyalbloodlines​

Orange-hued amber eyes stared intently at the other before her, head canting and twisting one way then the other, observing the female. She was unlike anything she had experienced before. And yet, there seemed to be a familiarity in her build that greatly resembled her own sisters.

              HE HEARS HER BEFORE HE SEES HER .      He’s   reading   some   bullshit   data   sheets   for   the   park      ————      C L A I R E   always   made   sure   that   O W E N   at   least   tried   to   read   &.   study   them   for      ‘   work   purposes   ‘      ,   though   her   efforts   came   out   fruitless .      &.   he’s   ecstatic   to   have   an   excuse   for   not   reading   them .      the   man’s   quick   to   disregard   the   papers   in   favor   of   greeting   B L U E   ,   &.   he   can’t   help   the   small   swell   of   PRIDE   at   how   big   &.   strong   she’s   gotten .

              “      ——            HEY , GIRL .      You’ve   gotten   big   ,   haven’t   ya ?      Where   are   your   sisters ?      “  

A squeal and rumbling purr is the only answer the male receives at his words, her small form wiggling as snout nudges against him. There were always others coming into their nest, some with familiar faces, others that she’d encounter once or twice before they disappeared for good. But he always returned. Owen was a source of care and comfort that Blue never received from any of the others. A constant presence in her life that seemed to be ever changing.