//✘//⎡ROARS BACK AT DEAR SISTER⎦
U READY TO TAKE DOWN A T-REX OR WHAT?
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aegyptiiacus
ROARS AT TWINNIE
Quite enrage. Much spino.
MUCH ROAR. SUCH TEETH. SO ANNOYING.
A roar lets out from her mouth loud enough that the earth began to TREMBLE. She is quite enrage.
water still drips down POWERFUL jaws as his head swivels on a thick neck to face the HISS. with short strides his legs carry him AWAY from the curve of the stream; he’d had his fill, now it’s time to DISAPPEAR before he was challenged further. he displays no SUBMISSION as he does this, jaws parting to SNARL back, but nor does he respond to her challenge. she has the benefit of VISION & his ignorance of her identity on her side– this ISN’T his territory & he’s ill-equipped to claim it.
another LOW growl pierces the air as he retreats further, away from her stream, but still not ENTIRELY out of her territory… not yet.
She walks nearer towards the T. Rex, that of which she was bred to kill. Her arms reach down to the ground as she almost circles the other, the sail upon her back becoming so much clearer than before. Though this display was for naught, she had not realized it so as the other backs away. Does he know of her LEGACY? She hisses even more, a low growl escaping as he walks farther away. She could attack him, and the Killer contemplates this, mayhap to give the other a bite upon the neck to further her dominance over the other, to show that SHE IS THE RULER.
Her bloodlust betrays her reason, jaw opens wide as she nears the other, rounding him and attempts to sink her teeth within the other. It would not be deep, but it would be enough to show that he is BENEATH HER.
until she had been freed, there had been
only ONE apex–INDOMINUS, uncon-
-querable in name and in m i g h t–the
humans had tried, had denied her meals
and kept her locked up in a tiny pen, but
it was all for NAUGHT; when the time
came, she escaped, demolished the large
door and tore through any human that
tried to stop her.
she only halts when she becomes aware
of another that nearly reaches her level,
that can challenge her POWER. the
QUEEN will not be dethroned; her skin
shifts, mottled green overtaking white, and
she stills, masking her presence as much
as she can–this is not a fight she wants
to engage in. not while injured.
They tested on her, they made her STRONGER than a T-Rex to test the might of their genetics. She was the stepping stone to the creation of this EXILE. The T. Rex Killer stands before the other, emerald orbs not even once glancing towards the other till she feels a DISTURBANCE of her territory. The water she stands in ripples with the mighty steps that are taken from afar, something that not many others can do. Her snout lifts from the stream, teeth glittering with water as droplets fall from as eyes glanced this and that to look for who DARE venture in her territory. She can smell the blood that taints this air.
Mouth opens just slightly, a hiss escaping as she leaves the stream to walk round the area that she marks as her own. Hands place themselves upon the ground as she stands on all fours showing off her beautiful sail upon her back. WHO DARES DISTURBS THE TRUE RULER THAT THEY HAVE CREATED?
He jumped a bit and turned around. Could she tell he wasn’t paying attention? He looked her in the eyes and began to tremble.
She hisses, eyes tracking the one that trembled from her roar. She would not attack, for the petty GLASS that protected them from becoming her meal saved them. Emerald orbs tracked he who looked at her in the eyes, her snout practically touching the glass as a snort left nostrils fogging it up. THEY SHALL BOW BEFORE HER.
running; a fearful thought reigned through her mind. it was careless, oh, she knows. she threw herself into her instincts, she forgot the most IMPORTANT one —– pay attention to your surroundings. sneakers slid and grappled for purchase, breath intake quick and shaky.
“—- son of a bitch.”
It only took a second of looking before she runs towards the Human, her feast discarded for another (there is enough food to go around and the beast does not mind to kill more). The hiss turns into a small roar, as she takes a step towards the Human that dares enter her lair.
What a stupid Human. What a most unfortunate Human.
Queue an extremely loud and angry Spinosaurus roar.
scourgedwater
the RIPPLING water against the curvature of his lips whilst he was taking DEEP gulps of the stream is enough to get him to raise his head; if he could see, this SURELY would have been to better examine the source of the ripples. but without his vision, it’s more of an act of DOMINANCE, of standing his ground. a few SNORTS follow this movement, SENSING the air for any hint of a threat, tail swooping low as his legs straighten even more, raising him higher.
This is her land, her territory. The stream he drinks from is her hunting grounds and her home (it is all streams that she has claimed as such, not one stream isn’t her own). Could the other not see her sail that curves over her back in display that tells the other to leave or die? Could he not see her come through the trees, her walks leaving ripples in water, prints in the mud, and the other dinosaurs running away in her wake?
She hisses, her jaws opening to give a fair warning to the T. Rex that stands before her. This her MERCY.
Lowery watched from behind the glass and fidgeted a bit. He wanted to see this one up close. It was so different to him. He pulled out a notebook and noted a few things before turning his back to the glass.
What a peculiar Human to take notes of her-- and a rather stupid one to dare turn her back. She ROARS, the water that she stands in vibrates as the children squeal and run. She is no T. Rex, but the teeth she bares and the sheer volume of the roar make those that stand before her tremble. She shall not be ignored.
❝ WELCOME TO JURASSIC PARK. ❞ —- every story has a beginning. ( INDIE JOHN HAMMOND )
scourgedwater
She is CALM ( or as calm as she can be ) but she’s not stupid enough to lock eyes with the dinosaur in front of her.
The hybrid stares from where she stands. Nothing is done, not a hiss is made from her and barely a move except the steady breathing she makes. She KNOWS the other is there, standing right in front of her; its the fear that makes her so noticeable. The F E A R of standing in front of a T. Rex killer that makes her so easily to spot.
Look at me. Look at me. Then finally, the T. Rex killer takes a step.
observatiing
She senses her, the species that created her, prodded her, tested her. The T. Rex killer looks up from her kill, gore splattered all over the snout and meat hanging from teeth and things and that of a small hiss leaves her as jaws open to look towards that STENCH. What a stupid Human to come walking right into the lion’s den.
Queue an extremely loud and angry Spinosaurus roar.