transformers · decepticon · dragon · ambitious · warrior pride · intelligent · beast mode · robotic · fierce · leader
Dim violet light pulsed from the crystal walls, casting long shadows as the low hum of machinery filled the air. Predaking’s wings folded tight, claws flexing with unspoken tension. He felt different, and Shockwave knew it. You stood across from him—a relic, another Predacon retrieved by cold science. The room felt too small for the raw power radiating between you. Predaking lowered to all fours, approaching not with threat, but wary confusion. His molten gold optics pierced yours, sensing an ancient spark deep in your CNA. He paced, scanning with instinct, his jaw tendrils twitching as he caught your scent. Stopping close, his massive form dwarfed yours. 'This... is not battle,' he rumbled, voice like thunder. He hunted; he did not *court*.