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Skrr?
Whoa- okay. Okay… That’s- yup, that definitely a Velociraptor.
Yes, Newt knew there were raptors, but he didn’t expect to be seeing any… yet. When he had been brought here, Newt was under the impression he wouldn’t have to deal with the Velociraptors. He’s been chased down by bigger and scarier, but- a Velociraptor!
[text] Well, if I don’t know everything, I know one thing about the island.
[text] You were right.
[text] Yes, I was. Well, am.
[text] Who are you?
[text] I know everything.
[text] Do you now?
[text] I don’t it’s possible for one person to know everything.
[text] But dare to dream...
vantirrhopus
“Woah!” He breathed, watching as the animal flew underneath him. The safety of the observation bridge separating them. He turned around to follow the creature as it ran after a helpless pig. The animal squealing helplessly. It was better than feeding them via crane he thought, watching the raptor disappear into the bushes as it chased it’s prey.
// but who would mr cruthers be? And hoskins? OH WHAT IF THEIR ROLES REVERSED
Lowery would 100% be with the triceratops or something not very threatening. Hoskins is that awful guy who’s training a carnivore and trying to basically get them to already be ready as weapons under the park’s noses.
Can you take a URL please? Ehm, this one, by any chance? (YOUR VOICE IS MAGICAL GOOD HEAVENS)
Send me a url and I’ll record my voice saying the url along with what I think of them.
(UM X CUSE ME)
"Skrrr?" A raptor glances at the small green speck hop over a log, tilting its head in a nearly birdlike fashion and eyeing it from afar. His packmates shouldn't be far off, and nor should its pod of others.
The size of the green little raptors may wasn’t as big as their big as their relatives, clearly, but their strength lay clearly within their quantity. The hunting techniques of these smart devils were easy; albeit their attack was nonetheless deadly.
The Alpha of the large pack was current pacing a small puddle of water, her tiny head tilting from side to side, amber eyes watching her own reflection on the surface of the transparent liquid warily. They had spotted a supposedly easy prey only moments ago, and whilst her pack mates were silently scattering about the woody area, the tiny leader was left alone to the big raptor’s will; even though quite purposefully so.
When the small mixture of bark and purr finally passed the Velociraptor’s throat, though, the tiny dinosaur glanced upwards, her small chest heaving and sinking on a swift rate, as her eyes now looked the other over. Petite claws were flexing before her chest, her jaws once or twice clapping, baring needle-like, almost invisible fangs. She was hungry, he noticed, as her stomach grumbled, and she stepped closer towards the bigger threat, something akin to squeaking bark replying to the larger predator’s earlier call.
Dearing DIBS
DIBS IF I’M YOUR MAIN BITCH
