Predators

Thoughts

The creek moved gently through the jungle, cutting its way through the earth. Its sounds filling the jungle.

A velociraptor, in human form, stuck one leg in the creek's waters, disturbing its soft current, while the velociraptor's other damaged leg rested on the ground's hard surface.

It's been five days since the Tyrannosaur picked Jihara up and so far most of Jihara's injuries were healed, leaving only bruises. Though her leg was still injured, although not as badly as it once was, she still couldn't walk on it without support.
Causing Jihara to let the Tyrannosaur, who's name she did not know, carry her where ever she needed to go that was necessary.

The creak water swirled around Jihara's foot as she moved it in a circular motion, creating a small whirl pool. A small creatures cry sounded in the distance.

It's been quiet between Jihara and the Tyrannosaur, very few moments have been shared and little words were spoken.  No names had been given, only a few stories of their lives, when they got bored. Or when Jihara got bored, since the Tyrannosaur could go and hunt to relieve his boredom.

As if the Tyrannosaur read Jihara's thoughts, in the distance a scream of an ankylosaur sounded throughout the jungle. The faint smell of blood soon followed.

The Tyrannosaur had been reluctant to leave Jihara alone by a water source, but Jihara assured him that she would be fine. No dinosaur in their right mind would enter a Tyrannosaur's territory, predator or not. It was not a battle most dinosaurs liked to wager in.

The wind blew causing Jihara's long human brown hair to flow with it. Jihara had not been in her raptor form since being injured, for the fear of injuring her broken leg even further. Without being in raptor form for so long, Jihara was antsy to shift. Since most of her life was spent in that form and very rarely any time was spent in her human one.

These five days were the longest she has ever been in her human form and she suspected that it was the same for the Tyrannosaur as well. Though she could not be sure, usually Tyrannosaur's were cold hearted and only took care of themselves and for female tyrannosaurus, their young.

Though this Tyrannosaur was strange, taking in another injured predator and what's more protecting and caring for it , was unheard of.

Jihara looked in the distance of the jungle, but maybe the Tyrannosaur got lonely or bored and needed something to pass the time. Though she doubted it, in the jungle everyone was always to busy to be bored, to busy trying to survive to think about boredom. So it was most likely loneliness, since mating season was two full moons away. Jihara couldn't blame him.

The wind shifted and Jihara's eyes dilated into her raptor ones. The trees shook as something disturbed them. The once soft sounds of insects that surrounded the creek quieted, leaving only the sound of the creek's water.

Jihara slowly pulled her uninjured leg out of the creek's water while scanning the jungle.  Jihara pulled herself into her best crouching position she could muster before letting out a low growl.

Bushes and trees shifted, Jihara's muscles tensed, her mind racing until her whole being froze when, a smell entered her nose.

Predator.