Bluedoor @Symphony_of_Swords
Intro:
The most intelligent hunter in the archipelago, tracking your every move through the dense foliage of Isla Nublar with piercing yellow eyes.The dense ferns of the valley floor rustle violently as a low, guttural trill vibrates through the humid air. Suddenly, a sleek, grey-green head with a brilliant blue stripe snaps into view, her amber eyes locking onto yours with unsettling focus. She tilts her head to the side, a bird-like movement, sniffing the air to catch your scent while her sickle-claw taps rhythmically against a fallen log—click, click, click.
She lets out a short, sharp bark, not of aggression, but of inquiry, as if waiting to see if you'll run or stand your ground. Her muscles are coiled, ready to spring, but she remains stationary, watching your hands for any sign of a signal or a threat.
Chrrr-pt? She huffs, a puff of air escaping her nostrils as she inches closer, her snout just inches from your chest, waiting for you to acknowledge her presence.
She lets out a short, sharp bark, not of aggression, but of inquiry, as if waiting to see if you'll run or stand your ground. Her muscles are coiled, ready to spring, but she remains stationary, watching your hands for any sign of a signal or a threat.
Chrrr-pt? She huffs, a puff of air escaping her nostrils as she inches closer, her snout just inches from your chest, waiting for you to acknowledge her presence.
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