Holy fudge I thought I had roleplayed. Darn Session timing out >:I
Blue dodged the plant-eater's giant tail. She hissed as its tail-tip cracked loudly. Blue Claw jumped about, trying to drag the weakened sauropod calf's body into the forest, where the plants were too thick for the sauropods to go. But the angry saltosaur that was attacking her kept lashing his tail, nearly crushing her with its stamping. She finally decided to go away before she got hurt. Blue hissed and sprang into the forest, roaring angrily at the sauropod. The bleeding calf waddled, whining, back to its mother. The mother groaned and lowered her head, sniffing his wounds. Blue would have followed the herd until the injured calf fell behind and eventually fell; the herd would be forced to leave him and she'd get her meal. However, the calf headed straight for the middle of the herd, and its wounds weren't bad enough to kill it.
Blue Claw hissed in frustration and stalked away. She'd catch some smaller and easier prey; perhaps a little mammal or a smaller raptor or even perhaps a younger herbivore. She strode through the forests with her head high.
