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[ArtFight] TrexQueen

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Blue doesn’t find the old Rex immediately--she has the deaths of her sisters to mourn, first, and she loses time waiting on her Alpha (who she had assumed would collect her when she was finished licking her wounds, and his absence hurt worse than the injuries Indominus had inflicted).

She spends a few days wallowing in her despair, mustering a surprising amount of drama for an animal that had no real concept of the word, but it does dawn on her eventually that she’s not nearly as alone as she thinks she is.  The Rex had been willing to form an alliance, however temporary, and she was injured, now, easy to track, her blood splashed all along the forest floor in a convenient trail.  

She’d need help.  The question was whether she’d be willing to accept it.  Blue has a plan, though (like any raptor worth her salt would), and manages to bring down a baby triceratops, one of many now wandering the island pitifully and aimlessly since the park’s downfall.  She’s lucky the little ones haven’t been found by the adults, or she’d never have managed to get ahold of one, but as things stand, she half carries, half drags the hefty meal to where the massive carnivore is currently resting.