by The Kingpin » Fri Sep 29, 2006 9:05 pm
Crusher heard the 2 roars and followed the second, which was closer, and definately in his territory. he charged toward it, his rage colours appearing, as he thought about the needle snouted fish eaters that ruined his life. he arrived and found a Spino sniffing the ground. Crusher could smell Scar, and his skin grew vibrant. he made a territorial roar, which instantly brought the attention of the Spino. it roared back, and Crusher snarled "how dare you invade my territory! leave now and i'll let you, your mate and hatchlings live!". the Spino roared at him and charged. Crusher dodged it, and slammed it on the side with his head. it stumbled and roared. Crusher tried to bite it's arm, to help weaken it, so that he could kill it. he missed, and was bitten on the neck. the needle sharp, very small teeth couldn't get through all the muscle to get to his neck or jugular veins. he shook his head, breaking some of the teeth, and forcing the Spino to open it's mouth. Crusher swung his head into the Spino's making it dizzy. he then bit on it's arm, and ripped it out of the socket, making the Spino roar in a way that sounded like a shriek. he then bit onto the snout and crushed it. it roared again, this time more a gurgle than a roar, as the blood in it's partially smashed snout ran down it's throat. Crushed tried swinging his head up into it's chest. he was met with a swinging arm, which left a small slash down the side of his head. he growled in frustration and slight pain, then bit on the arm, and ripped the fore arm off, leaving a bloody stub where the arm used to be. the Spino roared, and Crusher swung his head into the small chest of his target. the result was surprising. the Spino was lifted off it's feet, sent flying into a couple of trees, and crashing into the ground with the familiar crunch of broken bones. the trees fell on top of the Spino, breaking the bones even more. the Spino had at least 6 broken ribs, a broken leg, no arms, a crushed snout, and a smashed up, shredded sail. it roared in pain, frustration and exhaustion. Crusher came to it and swung his head down into it's skull, smashing it and killing it instantly. he then looked at a small cave and growled. he saw the familiar glint of raptor eyes. it was Scar...
"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