( nottheiralpha. )
excitement was facile enough to be elicited from the alpha’s arrival, a squawk of greeting announced from hearty lungs at the very clank of the gate being opened — suffice it to say, she was pleased that the introduction of the alpha’s new mate and the two boys often lingering around the enclosure hadn’t meant any less attention was spent on the raptors. they had come first, after all. with bounding pace, lithe legs carry her to her destination, but an abrupt HALT is apparent before she traverses the entirety of the distance. a curious twitch of her nostrils sniffs the air, head held high — the usual smells associated with owen had been replaced, a new and INTRUSIVE cologne wafting through the air. charlie didn’t like it. if this was some pheromone to impress his mate, charlie certainly wasn’t impressed. a hiss rolls from the bed of her tongue, posture lowered.
