Name: Red
Species: Raptor
Gender: Male
Appearance: He has feathers on the back of his neck indicating his strength. He stands around 6 1/2 ft tall. He is dark red in color with a normal shade of red coloring his eyes. His belly is a light blue and does not spread onto his neck or tail.
Personality: Psychopathic, dark, mysterious, insane, cold-hearted

Name: Gris
Species: Alimon
Gender: Male
Appearance: He stands at around 8 ft tall, and is the largest alimon of his pack. He is covered in gray skin and brown skin started from his lower jaw to the tip of his tail. His eyes are red with yellow background. His claws are light gray. The feathers on the back of his neck are a slightly darker shade of gray.
Personality: Very dark, greedy, selfish, apathetic, somewhat perfectionist



ON FARLINE....

A gray four-legged figure was slumped against something hard. It laid on its back, head down, resting. Its eyes were closed, and it breathed in slowly, its chest rising and falling. Occasionally its tail would twitch left and right. Its paws were bent back behind its head. It looked like a small sauropod, but it looked strikingly different. The nostrils were on its snout instead of between its eyes. Its digits ended in large sharp claws. Its eyes were larger in porportion to its body. Its hind legs were shaped like that of a wolf or cat.

A shadow casted down on the figure. A shady hand with three long sharp claws reached down and tapped the gray figure on the shoulder. The gray figure merely pushed the hand away, still sleeping soundly. A growl emitted from the throat of the shady figure. It suddenly gripped the sleeping figure in its claws and shook him violently.

"Wake up, you darn fool!" It snapped in a mascule voice. "You shouldn't be napping!'

Slowly, the sleeping figure opened its eyes, and they narrowed angrily and groggily at the figure before him, a raptor. "What...?" He yawned. "Can't an alimon get some sleep around here?"

"Alimon indeed." The raptor rolled his eyes. "Gris, you belong to a group of dinosaurs with great endurance, and you want to take a nap?!"

The alimon, Gris, slowly rose to his feet. As he stood up he was a few feet taller than the dark red raptor that stood before him. "Red, everyone gets tired. And if they get tired, they should rest!"

"Rest? Rest?!" Red hissed, his lips curling back to reveal his teeth. "How can you be a guard if you're resting?!"

Gris's eyes narrowed even more, so much so they almost looked like slits across his face. "Since when were you the boss of me?" To prove his point, he reared up onto his hind legs, shooting up his height to about 10 ft. The 6 1/2 ft tall raptor cringed at the sight before him. Gris had proven time and again to Red who was the stronger of the two.

Red hissed. "All right, you win." He sat down next to Gris, and glared at him. "But I'm still watching you to make sure you don't fall asleep again."

"What for?" Gris inquired, annoyed.

"It's our shift." Red smiled slightly. Gris groaned again, slumping back onto four legs.

So far I haven't gotten an e-mail.

Ah.

I don't think anyone in my family uses it. I think dad used to, but he stopped. I used to use AOL for my e-mail, but switched over to Yahoo.

I never used Outlook Express.

Do you use Yahoo to instant message?

Oh, and welcome back.

Do you instant messenge on Yahoo?

LOL

Yeah I saw that.

Ah, I see.

It's really hard to say. It's up to the imagination. Perhaps a bite force at around 8-10 tons would be fitting for a much larger animal.  Or would that be too much?