Red Claw exclaimed back, "Blood, and it's sharptooth blood. There must have been a fight here when we weren't looking...and the blood smells fresh, so it was recent. We need to guard the territory, we can't let anyone near our place." He stormed out of view and used his feet to feel his way around, as big as they were. His snout also wasn't just a good sniffing device, but a feeler, as he slowly found out.
Sniffing around he wondered where it came from. Then he shook his head and replied to himself, "What is wrong with me? Why do I feel so strange...so like this? This feeling to attack everything and anything...it's my nature...but I wonder if I went too far...
"Tell me Maria..."
Thinking over with himself he realized what was controling him.
"She do I see her dancing there? Why do her smoldering eyes still scorch my soul?!"
He inserted his claws into the ground and in fury, pain, and confusion, he roared so loud, the echo of the roar seemed to bounce off the whole globe.
"I feel her...I see her...the sun caught in her brown crown...is blazing in me out of all control!"
Then a snap of a twig made him realize he followed the scent for a good reason. There were intruders. You really couldn't trust anyone in the Mysterious Beyond, even your own kind...
A sharptooth like him roared loudly to him and Red Claw could tell this was a loner male trying to him a place to rest. He smelt the strong scent of blood that probably was oozing out of the loner male.
Red Claw wanted the blood...he wanted it bad...he was so hungry..for anything...so thirsty...for anything...
"You're blood is mine!" He roared at the loner male.
The loner male simply roared back at him as if in a taunting manner. The young male was arrogant, Red Claw could tell. And very foolish.....
It only lasted for about a few minutes...until the sharptooth's blood over flowed, everything inside the sharptooth was an abundance to Red Claw.
This was his end point...Red Claw knew he was out of his mind, he didn't care. And now, he actually more confidence as a hunter and killer, now that he was blind, he was a stealthier hunter then ever. No, not hunter, a blind, insane, cannibalistic, murderer.
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The brown and cream flyer looked to Belmont and replied softly, "Well, nothing really...we just are hanging out and staying warm." She shrugged.
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Rebecca stayed with her children and looked at the storm, and she even loomed down and saw something bright and red down. She turned to Petrie and her children and said, "Everyone stay in here, it looks like we have a visitor..."
She flew down from where she was and saw that it was a glider, just like Guido.
"Hello!" She called out during the storm. "Would you like to come in? It's warmer here!"