by mega raptor » Thu Mar 22, 2007 8:03 pm
Sickle pushed through the jungle undergrowth, and emerged at the river bank. He sniffed the air and checked for poetential predators and prey. There were two Tyrannosaurs upriver, so he'd have to make it quick before they got wind of him. Sickle quickly sniffed out some carrion washed up on the river shore, and ate what parts of it had not yet rotted beyond edibility. Sickle continued on, eating what he could, and being certain to listen or sniff the air for signs of the Tyrannosaurs. There was none yet, but Sickle did not intend to be here when they finally got wind of him.
So, as soon as he felt full, Sickle returned into the jungle. I can't believe I had to scavenge, The Utahraptor though as he searched for a place to spend the night. I can't believe that I can't even find decent food other than whatever washes up on the river banks. As soon as I find my own territory, I won't have to. I'll be able to hunt fresh prey, Parasaur and Edmontosaur and Camarosaur. I won't have to try to steal from other predator's kills, either. I'll prove my sister wrong.
It's you and me against the world. We attack at dawn.
This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang but with a whimper. - T.S. Eliot