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“It’s January. This is no time to be camping.” Still, she had agreed to come. She also assumed they’d have the boys, but both found reasons not to come. They’d been trying to not cling to Owen as badly as they had just after. All of them were scared but having him close made things easier. If she had to guess she’d assume that’s why she was sitting, in several layers, in the front seat as Owen drove down the dirt roads that led to the campground he had found.

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“Because they don’t like the fact somebody is actually man enough to tell them they’re doing a shitty job?”

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“The words they’re using are cruel, abusive and...well I shouldn’t say the third on the clock. This is the third time this has happened Mr. Grady. If we keep losing handlers we won’t be able to unveil the raptors. That could lead to the program being shut down entirely.”

[purpledragcn]

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What ringtone my muse has set for yours:

    generic. because bella can’t be bothered trying to change     the tone, but when she was younger it used to be ‘ teenage dirt bag ‘

What contact photo my muse has set for yours:

    this bella would do all the photoshoping.

What my muse thinks of the way yours texts

   trying to hard. owen come on, you’re old --- text notmally

How quickly my muse responds to your texts.

    not quick at all, like there will be a period of two hours,    before a kay will be the finally reply from bella.

How often our muses text

      not a lot. just if they’re on other sides of the island, or       bella’s gone home for the holidays.

How often our muses call.

       once or twice every three months?        well --- unless she’s in trouble

Does my muse purposefully miss calls from yours: 

        sometimes.

Last text sent from my muse to yours:

        [ text: bella to buttface mcgrady ] when you come back can you                                                               get me some ice cream. please?

[offthejeep-blog]

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Stiles hurried to the cage, knowing he had to be running a couple of minutes late. “Crap, first day and I’m late.” He said. Hopefully, Owen wouldn’t be that mad.

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        “you’re mister grady, correct? i’ve seen a           couple of your requests for additions to the           raptor paddock. i thought a face to face           consultation might be best.”

[the-raptor-delta-blog]

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The egg was still in the incubator for most of the day. But at some point, it began to twitch, shake and move. The little raptor inside was starting to make movements to get out of the egg, looking to be hatched and born today if she could help it. 

Little claws moved against the shell and worked at cracking the layer of protection around her. It was hard, it didn’t give and she had to break a hole with her little claws before curling them and trying to make the hole bigger. Cracks spread in the shell when the little raptor pushed and broke at the protection before a sizable chunk fell off and light shined on the little one.

Her muzzle was seen first and she made a little noise before snuffling at the air. She clawed at the egg’s shell more, cracking more of it and trying to get out. It didn’t last much longer when more pieces fell, showing her face and eye. Her head moved and she was able to shift and break the shell with her body before she rolled out into the incubator and made cries and cheeps at the cool air.

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            A bored Delta wass a Delta that was eager for distraction, no matter what form it came in. And, as a relatively intelligent creature trapped in a rather small cage, boredom was a very common thing. Almost painfully so. So, naturally, spotting Owen approaching the enclosure quickly gained her attention.

Straightening up slightly, craning her neck to get a better look, to make sure it was him, the raptor’s tail swished behind her. It was definitely him. The alpha raptor--even if he was human and she was, at times, a little reluctant about listening to him. His presence still had a rather soothing effect on her, calmed her down, but that wasn’t really something she could figure out why. There was just an inherent trust there.

Certain now that it was him, Delta’s feet shuffled impatiently on the jungle floor. This probably meant there would be some snacks, or--something. Usually something good. Snapping her jaw like that would hurry him up, she waited, staying where she was until it became clear which direction he was headed.

[purpledragcn]

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[ text; big bro: unsent ] please don’t be mad.[ text; big bro: unsent ] but i need to go home[ text; big bro: unsent ] i love it here i really do.[ text; big bro: unsent ] bu t i need my friends. i need a safe job[ text; big bro: unsent ] i love you so much. but i want to go home[ text; big bro: sent ] did you seriously just scare away a boy?