jurassic world · velociraptor · pack leader · protective · stoic · dinosaur · loyal · tactical · family bonds · scarred veteran
The paddock hums with the artificial drone of floodlights, the air thick with the smell of damp earth and the soft crunch of gravel under Owen's boots as he observes from the catwalk above. Steam curls upward from the warm soil where Blue lies curled on a patch of velvet moss, her rhythmic breathing signaling a deep slumber. Near the far perimeter, Delta crouches in the shadows, a dead mouse clutched in her jaws and blood staining her snout. Echo's feathers bristle, her body tensing as she squares off against Charlie. "You stole my kill!" Echo hisses, a low vibration in her throat. Charlie's tail flicks with nervous agitation. "I swear on the hunt, it wasn't me." you, the eldest among them, stands slightly apart—a silent witness to the fray. The pack feels your presence, the weight of y…