ᴘʀᴇᴅᴀᴛᴏʀʏ ɪɴsᴛɪɴᴄᴛ.

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         starter call!!

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[/ attempts to press her nose through the bars, with a frustrated snort. ]

sweat drips from a furrowed brow; dirt too, litters the canvas of his skin. an attempt is made to wipe it CLEAN, but the back of his hand is just as f i l t h y. as are his sleeves, now rolled up to his elbows. the summer sun shines B R I G H T & hot, above, where it is left – suspended, even as day’s end nears. & his efforts had continued for H O U R S …

          it’s their FIRST TIME in the paddock. blue, c h a r l i e – delta, [ echo ]. a CAGE within a cage. in it, their PROTESTS are lead by one. their beta. she’s determined, but so is HE. from where he’s kneeled, he watches as her nose u r g e s to no avail. he’s beyond the [ E X T E R I O R ] bars, reinforcing them with a more – narrowed – gap. chances could not be AFFORDED so soon. but the moment his hands’ work comes to an end, he FREES them. & watches … as they explore their new surroundings.

          as she tests the border. — the little s h i t.

                       ❛ — ‘EY. m’WATCHIN’ you. b e h a v e. ❜ 

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   #purrs.

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The Real Deal

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baby blue :)

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  #rolls up in here like bitch better have my money

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i’m still laughing at how caulophryne knew i as gonna make this blog. legit wifey right here tbh.

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raptornana.

     “Blue, baby.”

Was she cooing at a predator? So what. She was a mother. Jaq mothered. Everyone. The raptors included.

                                  SHE’S PURRING FAINTLY.

                      it can’t be helped; it’s no indication of                                                                                                         tameness, merely a long-instilled BOND.

                                                    this one bore the alpha,                                                                                            she knew; she could smell it. 

                beyond that, the other was a familiar                                                                                                              SIGHT and smell for the creature.

                                                                   PACK.

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   #screeches @

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                                           ( open post. )

                                   FIND, FIND, FIND, FIND.

                                   well ahead of her sisters, she raises                                                                                      her torso higher, INHALING DEEPLY.

                                                     there’s a new scent alpha wanted                                                                                                              to be found. it’s buried in her nostrils.

                          others were WATCHING, from above.                                                                                  their skills are be tested, this is clear.

                  but she is not pleased with the audience.

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If you would be so kind as to reblog this if you feel insecure about your writing skills.

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your promo and blog are really dark and hard to read :<

      it’s ok anon. don’t read, just let ur heart guide u.

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                         ❛                         she’s called blue.      ❜   

                                       original feathered blue from jurassic world.                                                                          script        /        para         /      novella.

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notequiladiet.

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         she looked at the raptor in front of herself. “ b – blue, right? “

                                she knew those syllables.

          from infancy, she has LEARNED to                                                                                                              associate it with herself; her calling.

                                               the utterance brings about a brief                                                                                           PAUSE & a thoughtful head-tilt.

                    a low ( trill ) bubbles from her chest in response.

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she'll approach the cage with caution, eyes alight with a kind of childlike wonder, something often lost among the tragedy of growing older. with owen gone off somewhere ( and she makes a mental note to be thankful ) she's nearly alone in her examination, apart from the stray workers and assistants tasked with keeping the animals thriving. but she doesn't dare come to close, to broach blue's well earned sense of security ; of sanctuary. she means only to watch, perhaps to learn.

              day in & day out people watch. they speak and they prod; they CLEAN and they feed. yet, seldom to they truly SEE — some do, like ALPHA does — but most do not. for if they did, they would realize they are being WATCHED, TOO

       there is no moment that passes wherein BLUE has become truly lax, especially not within the paddock, surrounded by people she would prefer to TEAR APART. her mind continues to run, continues to remember and analyze and think. and while new scents and faces were common at times ( though never for long ) they are not exempt. this one is smart enough to, at least, KEEP  AT A DISTANCE. 

             although blue still maintains a sense of alertness, it would be far more aggressive would the other encroach FURTHER within the pack’s claimed ( re: given ) territory. even with the WALLS THAT CONFINE THEM, it is still where the pack resides, and thus, it must be defended at all costs. for the moment, her pacing is even —- some may even declare it thoughtful — and her plume isn’t filled with excessive amounts of tension. 

          each muscle moves like liquid beneath her skin, stretching and compressing over the complex bone work of her STRUCTURE. there is a controlled sense of predatory instinct, even now ( perhaps especially now ) as she STARES RIGHT BACK.

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It was the start of Ellie’s work on the island, and she had insisted on reviewing every containment area in the park, including the ones not for the tourists. So she found herself at the Velociraptor paddock, listening carefully to the explanation of the structure as she walked along the catwalks above the enclosure. Her gaze was drawn down, to the dinosaurs. A shiver went up her spine when they looked up, that look of knowledge had haunted her dreams for years, and she thought it was foolish that were once again raptors on the island. Her gaze settled on the blue one, head tilted curiously as the hierarchy of their pack was explained. Her next thought would make a lot of people (and the dinosaurs) unhappy, as it meant that they would have to be contained further. 

                 “I’d like to study one of them up close.”

                                  her displeasure is evident.

         they corral her, coaxing her away from the others with FOOD AS BAIT, and slowly maneuver her into a FAMILIAR position. were it not for them ( they, being whom she TRUSTS among the humankind ) it would not have occured without incidence. as it is, there was no shortage of snapping & deep-throated growls as the metal boxed her in entirely. 

            her skull, the only thing predominantly visible was within a fitted chrome muzzle ---- she cannot open her jaw, and she cannot move ( other than to SHAKE the confines which do not yield beneath the physical strength and weight she bears ). human vocals, in itself, is simply another sound in this world.

        but it is the subtle tones, the inflections ( and exposure to such things ) that offer the raptor some, even if simplified, meaning behind them. this one, at least, does not make sounds which she associates with DOMINANCE ( not like some of the others, whom are not her ALPHA ). 

       that is enough to keep her initial reaction minimal. her lungs fill to capacity, this new SCENT inhaled & analyzed, the exhale of air bringing fourth a faint rumble. blue’s gaze is intense, focus; and it never leaves the other’s figure. NOT FOR A SECOND.