09-17-2018, 06:29 PM
The tiny kitten assumed since it was Owen that these were the raptors everyone talked about. She could hear, smell, sense them moving around nearby and kept her distance. Keona knew they were large creatures, especially in comparison to her, and feral. They demanded space. Flicking her tail, the little fae wandered up towards Owen and Kirishima, her pale hues gleaming with curiosity. "What happened?" She inquired softly, blinking.
She could taste the salty tang of blood in the air. One of the raptors, she noted, given the conversation. What on earth managed to injure one of the ferocious reptiles? "She okay?"
She could taste the salty tang of blood in the air. One of the raptors, she noted, given the conversation. What on earth managed to injure one of the ferocious reptiles? "She okay?"
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