female | two | traveling | alexander x samdei
Eventually, Raptor's mother would call for her, if not just come and find her. They were never far apart from each other, giving just enough space to do their own thing before they paired up again to hunt or travel. For now, Raptor wasn't worried about the time; she was sure she had enough to play for a bit before her mother wanted her walking at her side again. There was that thought in the back of Raptor's mind that there would be that day when Lex did not call her back and went off and away. The day that she might not be welcome anymore. It was a real concern, because Raptor had never been truly alone before. That would be a difficult day to endure, but she knew she would still get through it.

Not thinking about it was best, because it might be awhile until that day. Probably after another litter, when the strongest of those presented itself and was able to hunt in a team. Lex was practical about these things, Raptor had noticed. And so she had become so as well in many ways. But she did have yet to learn all that Lex knew. Either way, if the practical route was taken, Raptor had at least one more year alongside her mother. That was if Lex decided to have a litter for the Spring, but all the more to observe her mother's habits through the Winter. It would give Raptor time to adjust to what was going on. Although.. Raptor did know how to prolong her stay even if that did happen.. of course praticality might be thrown out the window for that.

She was happy now, though. Enjoying the day and even the company of this younger female -- Scarlett, as the self motion had indicated after the sound -- and playing. Raptor had not gotten a chance to play for a long space of time, and she had to admit to herself that she missed her siblings when she remembered how fun they used to be. Better to think of them that way rather than the snapping jaws trying to catch her around the neck, or the bloodied and broken forms at her paws. It had been for the best; Lex had said so, and Raptor trused her mother in this. In all things. So she pushed those memories away and continued to play with Scarlett, amused at the antics from the other female, and her own.

The wiggle-scoot-tap game was funny to Raptor, and she pursued it with grins and soft rumblings which were her sounds of laughter, when Scarlett tapped her and scurried away from her. Of course after a few times of this, she flopped to her side to stare at Scarlett, wondering what the younger one would do. It didn't take long for Scarlett to come over and go belly up to paw at her, and Raptor went to nose Scarlett's ribs gently, attempting to tickle the female before licking at those paws reaching at her. It was strange how natural the playing felt, how easy it was to slip into a sense of comfort around the smaller girl and the antics that Raptor hadn't been a part of for many months now.