#indoraptcr

How many times must she face beasts such as this? His pelt may have been lacking the pale color of the other, and he may not have been as large, but he was still just as unnatural. Blue could smell it in his bitter scent. Lips curling over serrated teeth, amber eyes carefully watched the other’s hulking form. Every movement, every twitch of muscle and sinew drew her attention.

        Snow should have read the warning signs. Investors of large fortunes are rarely involved in humanitarian projects without concerning themselves with profit, and the men accompanying them all onto the island wore ill-favored looks and carried far too many guns for comfort. 

She should have known that they would continue to assert their feeble illusion of control and exploit these apex predators for money. She should have known that they would never learn from their mistakes, that they wouldn’t stop at the Indominus Rex, that they would try to make another weapon. 

And, just like the Indominus Rex, this Indoraptor would break out and fight back. 

The pale woman stalks across the blood-stained floor. Lightning strikes overhead, casting eerie shadows all about the manor’s showroom. She is unarmed. Unwise, perhaps, given how aggressive she knows this creature to be, but she is there to build trust, not fight. 

She sees his eyes flash red in the dark. She can’t help but think how striking they are. Red as fire, as anger itself. And that rage is so hot that one can get burned just looking into them. She slowly drops to her knees. 

“I’m not here to hurt you,” she beckons softly. “I’m just here to talk. You can understand me, can’t you?” 

Owen lay on the ground, foot stuck somewhere as he stared at the creature approaching. He tried to tell himself that it was okay, but it didn’t have to be. At this point he doubted he was food. There was a lot of it. No, it was angry. 

His scent is confusing and unfamiliar to her. It doesn’t resemble any she’s picked up on before really, which makes her let out a warning growl. She won’t hurt him unless she identifies him as a threat to her, but her uncertainty makes her feel tense and she’s in defensive mode.