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[sup]© tikki[/sup]I CAN SMELL YOUR SCENT FOR MILES
Tick. Tick. Tick.
Time went by without any semblance. Without any movement for the reptilian beast. Moving along and leaving him behind. Since he had gotten to the Pitt some years ago he had secluded himself. The world had forgotten him and in this he had also forgotten had pain. But it was also waiting for him to come back. To leave his slumber behind. Long claws flexed against the ground, the smell of ash and rot swirling through large nostrils that flared suddenly with a large gust of air. A tail slid across the ground, black scales glittering against the light and shadows. Slowly heated eyes opened up, sharp like a whirling fire.
He had long since made a nest within a massive hollowed out tree within the burned section of the jungle. It smelled like peace, like quiet. But now it was alive with the movements of a behemoth. The raptor moved, pressing forearms against the ground to allow his figure to stretch and shake. Jaws snapped once and then again. His eyes narrowed for a moment before he moved his large frame from his nest, tongue sliding out to slither along thick teeth. "....things have changed." He already knew from his sleep haze and he snorted a bit as he walked away from his home to go and hunt. He needed food. He needed sustenance. As he traveled along the desert sand as he looked up at the sky.
Spotting buzzards circling the reptilian creature tilted his head to the side, a rumbling sound lifting in his throat before he crouched. Bracing his legs against the ground he forced strength and jumped into the air. Jaws snapped over the body of a buzzard and he landed upon the ground with a muted thunderous sound. Sand splayed in multiple directions as his jaws snapped against the flesh and bones in his maw. But it was not enough.
Time went by without any semblance. Without any movement for the reptilian beast. Moving along and leaving him behind. Since he had gotten to the Pitt some years ago he had secluded himself. The world had forgotten him and in this he had also forgotten had pain. But it was also waiting for him to come back. To leave his slumber behind. Long claws flexed against the ground, the smell of ash and rot swirling through large nostrils that flared suddenly with a large gust of air. A tail slid across the ground, black scales glittering against the light and shadows. Slowly heated eyes opened up, sharp like a whirling fire.
He had long since made a nest within a massive hollowed out tree within the burned section of the jungle. It smelled like peace, like quiet. But now it was alive with the movements of a behemoth. The raptor moved, pressing forearms against the ground to allow his figure to stretch and shake. Jaws snapped once and then again. His eyes narrowed for a moment before he moved his large frame from his nest, tongue sliding out to slither along thick teeth. "....things have changed." He already knew from his sleep haze and he snorted a bit as he walked away from his home to go and hunt. He needed food. He needed sustenance. As he traveled along the desert sand as he looked up at the sky.
Spotting buzzards circling the reptilian creature tilted his head to the side, a rumbling sound lifting in his throat before he crouched. Bracing his legs against the ground he forced strength and jumped into the air. Jaws snapped over the body of a buzzard and he landed upon the ground with a muted thunderous sound. Sand splayed in multiple directions as his jaws snapped against the flesh and bones in his maw. But it was not enough.
SERPENTINE - 6 YEARS - INDORAPTOR