Hatched on February 7th, 2013Who are you
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reblogging again bc I already got some from really cute people, but it makes me unreasonably happy to read these from you SO KEEP ON SENDING THEM
(Source: 314eater)
One of the pack members that was closer to Pan growled out, as she got close. But she was instantly shut up, as ‘clever girl’ quickly raised her head to snarl her into silence, before going to eating the insides of the apatosaur.
*What can I do to repay you for this, Pan?* she asked, glancing over at the Utahraptor.
The utahraptor huffed. =Payment is up to you, my friend. I don’t mind.= She replied, blood red teeth exposed slightly.
She nodded, *I will find something one of these days. Though it’ll be quite hard to drag something as large as this back to you…* She let out what sounded like a chuckle, as she gulped down what looked like part of the herbivore’s liver.
Pan nodded, grumbling out laughter. =Alright.= The utahraptor replied, circling the carcass before looking out into the treeline.
Haytham paused and gave her a slow nod, squeezing her hand. “Yes, I do. And please stop apologizing. You have nothing to be sorry for.”
She nodded. The templar sat a litte closer to him, their sides close to each other. “Alright. I’ll try and stop apologizing.” Pancetta said with a guilty blush. Her hand held tight to his.
‘Clever girl’ dug her nose back into the apatosaur, finding the delicious intestines again, *There were eight of us—but the other five were idiots. Too stupid and too clumsy. I killed them off. These two are all that remain of my pack. And they’re completely loyal to me.*
Pancetta circled around, watching the smaller raptors feast. She returned, jaw ripping off a larger chunk of meat to drag away herself.
One of the pack members that was closer to Pan growled out, as she got close. But she was instantly shut up, as ‘clever girl’ quickly raised her head to snarl her into silence, before going to eating the insides of the apatosaur.
*What can I do to repay you for this, Pan?* she asked, glancing over at the Utahraptor.
The utahraptor huffed. =Payment is up to you, my friend. I don’t mind.= She replied, blood red teeth exposed slightly.
He glanced up when the other returned from the room, his movements less twitchy from his fix and eyed the chip with wide blue optics. That would help, but the robot wasn’t certain if there was an extra slot next to his original or not,
“7RY 17.”
The android nodded. She powered him back down to try it. Once she was finished, Pancetta looked on with slight worry. “So..?”
G-470R let out a slight sound, making him sound thoughtful. Shuffling his feet, he spoke,
“B3tter….” He may have a few numbers still tossed into his speech but it was repaired for now.
Pancetta smiled, a little oil smeared on her face. “Ah, that’s wonderful!” The android exclaimed.