the forest

[pinkprismstaff]

On early Saturday morning, anyone near the forest will hear a strange noise. It's animalistic in a way you can't particularly place, not a howl but also not exactly a roar.

The leaves rustle in the breeze.

Would you like to check it out?

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[birdysnatcher]

[FUCK.

Shade goes down with a scream, but her anger doesn't subside. Winning out over fear, it compels her to punch and kick at the assailant dinosaur, pulling feathers as she tries to pull it off of her.]

[ghostinmichelle]

[ Oh god oh god oh god -

This was never going to be a situation with a massive chance of survival for a teenage DJ, but Shade - Misaki can't let Shade die here. Abandoning both caution and common sense, she rushes over to grab at the attacking dinosaur's wing, yelling as she does so: ]

HELP!! CAN ANYONE HEAR US?! HELP!!!

[ Please don't let everyone else have already gotten got by their own dinosaurs :( ]

[prime_spacetime]

[And shortly after she screams there's a buzzing sound, like a saw- and a streak of blue slams into the raptor, attempting to knock it away. Bouncing off, Sonic lands next to Shade]

Get outta here, dinosnore-!

[pinkprismstaff]

[ Sonic is able to launch the velociraptor away with ease, sending it flying with an angry, startled squawk. Misaki and Shade both get some souvenier dinosaur feathers, but that's probably not really on their mind- Shade's arms and hands are both scratched up pretty badly, alongside wherever else she got talons in her. Or ripped out of her due to the force.

With the leader of the pack gone, the rest don't seem sure on what else to do- now there's three weird things, and one is much, much faster than them. It seems like they could be debating on attacking or running away. ]

[photoning]

[Mahiru was following Misaki but less recklessly, unable to run as quickly, to take it as literally - at least before Shade's last scream rang out. Even now, the pace of her actions is completely different from Sonic. There's something dreamlike about the selection of photos she takes as she goes - the lens is quiet for a new one, until she gets closer, steps on a rock to get a new angle, an intimidating flash in the face of a raptor.]

Go back between the pages of National Geographic.

[After that her voice is more normal, like Misaki, panicked.]

Okay?!

[Then she's twisting so the strapped camera hangs behind her back, and she's looping her arms under Shade's shoulders to drag her backwards, keeping the blood inside like on BBC Sherlock, towards safety.]

[pinkprismstaff]

[ Whatever sort of dinosaur this is, it doesn't seem to like the rapid camera flashes. It recoils, growling, and when the flashes don't let up, it turns tail and scampers off in the opposite direction. ]