by The Kingpin » Fri Apr 05, 2013 2:52 am
Rake's hopes for the plan plummeted like a stone in water at that moment. Was this Troodon serious? "First off," started the Irritator as he stopped, turning to look Nighteye in the face. "Spectre's been dead for 16 years. His entire family are likely burning with rage. Second, Rexes are easily among the most territorial things on this island. Your plan MIGHT work with Allosaurs or Carchas, but Rexes? They'll be after you the moment they spot you" hissed Rake firmly, pupils narrowed to needle-like slits...
The Trike didn't stop there. In what seemed to be a fit of rage, Erebus bit down on the dying Saurophaganax's arm, the beak crushing the bone with frightening ease for a herbivore. as screeches of agony filled the air and the Triceratops continued his brutal dismemberment of the once powerful predator, Hellfire couldn't keep from cringing. "I know Thrasher's a mean, greedy, egotistical wretch, but don't you think setting this guy on him is a bit much?" he growled. "What're you talking about? This is great! Did you SEE how it just RIPPED OPEN the Sauro?! I don't even think Crusher or Thrasher could do that! It's crazy!"...
Thrasher, by the time the Baryonyx had reached the territory, was returning from some 'border expansion'. A small pack of Allosaurs living off the edge of his territory seemed unwilling to leave. Most were adolescents, and with the assistance of a couple of his relatives, he was able to butcher their leader and make a point to the rest. The few that survived unscathed would never dare come near his turf again. As it stood, the massive predator's jaws and claws dripped with blood, and his sail was lined with a brilliant cluster of patterns in orange and black, making him instantly recogniseable as he drank from a nearby stream...
"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