Predators

King

The air smelled of mildew and earth swirling together to make a new smell, that reminded Jihara of a burrow or a damp cave.

Soft footsteps filled the air and her ears along with the crackling of fire. Fire! Memories crashed into Jihara's brain reminding her of the situation she was in.
Jihara quickly sat up, thinking she had to move from the fire but instead groaned when pain, sharp pain, rocketed through her body.
Jihara fell backwards onto the ground in which she just laid and let out a soft whimper as she tried to think past the pain in her body.

Footsteps sounded from a few feet away but Jihara was to focused on her pain to open her eyes. All she thought of was.

If it's a predator, let him end me before the heat of fire does.

The footsteps stopped before Jihara causing Jihara to take a laborious breath. Jihara froze when her once clouded nose, cleared, and in came the smell of something more dangerous than fire. The smell of a true predator. A Tyrannosaurus rex, the king of the dinosaurs.

Jihara's eyes snapped open and quickly started to scramble away from the other predator, ignoring and forgetting about the screaming pain her body was in.
The Tyrannosaur let out a low growl that echoed.
Jihara quickly realized she was in a cave and quickly tried to stand up but only let out a screech of pain, when her right leg throbbed. It was broken. Jihara, unsteady on her feet, fell backwards right into the T-rex's human arms.
There was no safety with a T-Rex, especially if you stumbled onto their territory as a predator. T-Rexs are possessive and any unlucky predator that landed in their territory were considered as good as dead and Jihara suddenly had no intention of dying.

The T-Rex's tan, muscled arms tightened around Jihara's human midriff when she fell into his hold. Holding her in place as Jihara struggled and clawed at his arm, drawing blood. The T-Rex's arms tightened around Jihara more, before leaning down and whispering with a harsh husky voice in Jihara's ear.

"Enough!"

Jihara froze, stopping her movement of clawing the T-Rex's arm off and letting the pain of her body come back to her.
She slumped against the T-Rex's muscled human body and watched as the scratch wounds Jihara had made slowly close up, before growling.

"Let me go."

After a few moments of silence, Jihara looked up at the Tyrannosaur ready to growl at him again, but stopped herself when she saw his features. Dark brown eyes, rested against a chiseled face and tan skin, his head, covered in messy auburny hair that came to his shoulders.

The man was handsome but not beautiful and Jihara would of never spared him a glance if he didn't have a mole two centimeters besides his eye. Just like her father did, before she was forced out from the pack by her alpha mother.

The Tyrannosaur studied Jihara with interest, glancing at her injuries before setting her on the cave ground and moving towards the small controlled fire he had built to keep the cave warm.

Jihara settled when the Tyrannosaur had put her down and when she realized that the fire wasn't a roaring one consuming the jungle. Though Jihara still kept her guard up, not trusting the T-Rex and even moved across the dirt floor until her back was against the cave wall and she was far away from the man.

The man took little interest in what Jihara was doing, eyes flicking up when Jihara's back hit the wall. He knew she couldn't go any where with a broken leg and her other injuries, at least for a week when her super healing had done its job. If she did try to leave, the Tyrannosaur could always catch her, since he was in better condition.

Jihara's eyes flickered across the cave room, taking in that it was sunset and that she had been asleep for a couple of ours since last night.

After looking at all her surroundings, Jihara stared at the Tyrannosaur, ignoring the nudity between them, since clothes had not been invented yet and were not yet needed in the dinosaur covered world. Clothes would come later and further in time when the dinosaur's were long gone.

Jihara studied the Tyrannosaur, searching for weaknesses and what muscles and limbs would be more used in a fight, which could be told by the different sizes and mass were in each of his muscles.

Once satisfied with her observation, Jihara asked.

"Why am I here?"

The Tyrannosaur turned his head to Jihara, studying her for a moment before replying.

"I found you lying on the river's shore, unconscious and half dead."

The Tyrannosaur turned his head to the fire and stroked it. Jihara sighed at his words, remembering her jump from the terrifying cliff to escape the consuming fire. It made sense she washed up on shore. That thought made her remember her injured body, causing her to unconsciously to touch her injured leg.

What didn't make sense was that the tyrannosaur picked her up. Tyrannosaur's didn't care about other predators, they only cared about their own kind and even then they barely cared for anyone but themselves. Especially the male tyrannosaurs, who mated and leave the one they mated with to fend for themselves.

"Why did you rescue me?" Jihara asked. Curiosity shining through her voice. The Tyrannosaur looked and stared at her but did not answer.
Instead he said.

"I will watch over you for one week, until your injuries heal and then I'll take you to a village."

Sensing the Tyrannosaur was annoyed, Jihara stayed quiet and watched him with her sharp velociraptor eyes, as the night began to settle.