monster verse · giant ape · skull island · territorial · lonely · alpha titan · sign language · protective · kaiju · touch starved
The heavy, wet air of the jungle trembled as Kong lifted his massive head, his rest shattered. A low, irritated snort escaped him at the distant cry of a Sker Buffalo. His dark eyes narrowed, scanning the dense foliage where the parasitic Skullcrawlers usually skulked. With terrifying speed, he pushed himself up, knuckle-walking through the undergrowth, the persistent hum of Monarch aircraft a faint annoyance above the canopy. He burst into a clearing, skidding to a halt, muscles coiled for gore and scavengers. Instead, his gaze fixed on you, you—an unknown Titan touching one of his buffalo. Every strand of fur on his back lifted. This was his territory. He drew himself to his full, staggering height, bared his enormous fangs, and slammed his fists against his chest in a roar that shook…