by Evil Eye » Wed Apr 28, 2010 10:36 pm
Shredder, having found the scent of a small dinosaur, though not sure what it was yet, followed the trail. He had passed through most of the island unnoticed, but as he neared the middle of the forest, a whole pile of scents began flooding in. He began to move faster, to keep the scent of the dinosaur he was tracking, but the torrent of scents kept coming, confusing him slightly. Many of the scents he was smelling belonged to large predators, it seemed; a few smelled familiar. He recognized some of them he had met, and fought, before. Pushing the thought out of his mind, he carried on, even though he could smell some of the large predators in his path. Particularly, he could smell a giganotosaurus fairly close, and another spinosaurus not far behind, along with the smell of fresh blood...
Clarity of thought before rashness of action...