by WanderingTyrant » Sun Jun 24, 2012 8:42 pm
Fish may have had better eyesight of the two, but Nyx had better hearing. He immediately picked up the sound of a struggling animal not to far from his location, about a mile and a half away, he guessed.
"You hear that?" Nyx hissed. This caused Fish to stop and listen for a moment, and she eventually picked up on the sound.
"Yeah, why?" she replied, turning her head in a confused manor.
"I'm gonna go check it out. Go ahead and leave something under my tree, leave two in case I bring something back. If I don't, you know how much I can eat."
"Fine, go, and be back soon. We cant have some egocentric predator coming in and destroying one of the only peaceful parts on this island."
Nyx nodded to his friend, and was off. Following the roars, barks, and snarls to the best of his ability. Soon enough, he reached the animal. It wasn't a prey item stuck in the mud as he had hoped, but instead a trapped Stokesaurus. Rather than charging in and roaring, or acting like some sort of mindless killing machine, he simply watched the creature from the trees. Despite his white skin, he was able to hide his form with ease. Eventually, he did make himself known. "Oi, you, in the mud, need some help?" he asked. If it began roaring and screeching at him, he would leave, he didn't need to help it, but there was no harm in asking.
Meanwhile...
"Alright, you just gotta watch the water, and slash your claws in when you see something move." Fish said. She had been fishing when a young Baryonyx came across her, and needed to learn to fish. 'The poor thing must've bee separated from it's family group somehow.' she thought, and started teaching the spinosaur the art of fishing. Of course, it didn't get it immediately, and began to simply watch Fish do what she did best. It seemed to be getting it, but there was no way to know until it tried again.
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WanderingTyrant on Sun Jun 24, 2012 9:12 pm, edited 1 time in total.
"The government!" Willow started to rant again. "They stole our water and now they're stealing our souls! Lightbulbs are bri- K IS FOR POTASSIUM! Get your umbrellas, folks, it's gonna be a rainy day!" Okay, maybe she'd completely lost it..." -Me roleplaying on a different site.
