by The Kingpin » Tue Mar 20, 2007 4:00 am
Crusher had been staring at the Carcha the whole time it was entering, and nearly pinned it to the ground when it attempted to attack the Raptors. it was lucky it stopped before he made his move. now, looking at Steeltalon, he growled "I am here simply to warn you, and to clear things up. right now, unless you've forgotten, that forest you talk about is very large, and has gone around the plains and spread into my territory. it goes through the heart of my territory now. a section of it; the bit that you want, is outside my territory and belongs to whatever predator decides to claim it. and Steeltalon, you yourself may have not physically attacked me or my family, but, simply being with these raptors when they surrounded Fatalis...it makes you look like the ringleader. though, you might've been a victim just as much as Fatalis. either way, i will not attack any of you, or kill, unless you do something to provoke me. Now, my territory needs tending to, and i'm tired enough as it is. i have other matters to attend to". Crusher decided that these Raptors were either not roaming the island much, or were forgetting the fact that almost all the forests on the island were linked together, connecting in the center of the island; the heart of Crusher's territory, in his nest. Regardless, Crusher had had enough of arguing, and was getting tired now. he decided to leave, unless they had anything else to say to him. he growled "Anything else? or are you done?". right then, a Carcha roar came from the direction Shadow went. Crusher grunted in amusement. "Amateur...". he looked at the raptors, and growled "He's trying to get me to respond...". he made an ear-splitting Territorial roar; one which he usually couldn't pull off unless he was enraged. it shook the island, the herds starting to stampede, the packs becoming defencive out of worry, the birds leaving their perches. his family had heard it, and were worried. to make sure they didn't worry about him, he made a sub-sonic messenger roar, telling them of the situation. Crusher was still waiting for the Carcha's attempt to respond. it was probably stunned at the volume. at a distance of 10 kilometers away, the roar could be heard as if he was right next to you. Crusher waited for a response from the raptors....
"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