by The Kingpin » Thu May 29, 2014 12:48 am
The massive Tyrannosaur watched as the ceratopsian entered the treeline, practically underneath him, mere inches separating the two, only the Tyrannosaur's dark brown, tree-trunk like legs to thank for it missing him. He chose not to attack it, having eaten fairly recently, though he continued to watch the scene, piercing golden eyes shimmering through the trees as the light of the mid-day sun reflected off them. A low growl reverberated in his throat, too quiet to be heard by the clashing dinosaurs in the plains, though the Pachyrhinosaurus would likely have a different story to tell...
Erebus stopped his approach. It was obvious there was nothing to be gained by continuing to press the attack, and it seemed that, for all his efforts, the sauropod wanted to die. With that, he stopped, a fair distance from the two, watching with a bitter glare at the result of his wasted efforts, a crippled, potentially doomed Carnotaurus, a sauropod charging towards death itself, and a bewildered, but thoroughly angered Giganotosaurus, wanting nothing more than to feed in peace...
Rook snarled as he saw the herbivore's swing miss, a bone chilling chomp following the limb as the tail was pulled out of reach. As the herbivore reared, the Giganotosaur snarled, tempted to simply use its weight against it by ramming it over, a move that would typically smash its entire ribcage, the damage fatal. But he knew his chances of eating in peace would probably fall significantly as the scent of blood and decay got out. He wanted to minimise that risk, well aware that he was close to a large number of Tyrannosaurs; creatures he despised almost as much as their Spinosaurid rivals. And with that, the Giganotosaurus stepped back, out of the Shunosaur's reach, another rattling snarl coming from the predator, warning it to back down one final time. He was an ageing hunter...While he was not as robust as he was in the past, he was still a powerful hunter and an experienced fighter...it would only take one well timed move to kill the smaller animal...Sauropod or no, it was prey...Titanosaurs trembled at the mere sight of him...A Shunosaurus would be no trouble to dispatch...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG