It had been several weeks since she first emerged from her egg to the sight of her perceived parents. Of course, she had no concept of what parents were nor that the word existed. Pandora only knew the intense desire to follow and obey the first things she saw, the effect of imprinting, another word she didn't know. The small creature had been designed the way she was, being naturally inclined to thinking about any of her own design would have lead to her questioning if the goals she was coded with were morally right, so they had obviously taken that out in prototypes far before her project. Fortunately, her genetic program was also sequenced to allow swift learning and incredibly advanced problem-solving. Combining those with her need to obey those she had imprinted on? Meant that Erika and Astrid could leave her on the crystal swan ship with no worry as she had already been taught she shouldn't anything onboard the ship, it was something of a den territory, one didn't kill in their own den unless threatened it could draw other predators.
Tiny claws scuffed softly against the concrete floor, legs bent slightly to hold her body lower as the living weapon practiced an essential skill, stalking. Just because she was born to be great at such activities, did not mean she was exempt from needing to practice, actually it was all the more reason for her to work hard because it meant however good someone could get with practice she could be better with it. At the moment, the raptor was stalking a girl with deep red hair down to her shoulder blades.
Half the day, that was how long she had been following her 'target' and it was exceedingly fun to follow someone like this without them having any idea. Of course, the girl likely had a creepy feeling or something by now, but it didn't matter. Pandora was not perfect yet and it was highly likely an occasional glimpse had been seen, this was practice after-all. The living weapon decided it was time to make her move, she couldn't kill anyone on the ship but that didn't mean she had to stop at stalking practice! In fact, Pandora suspected if she could get one of these vile humanoids to 'understand' her she could spar with them for practice. Astrid couldn't get upset over sparring if no one got hurt.
At the turn of a corner, the female would finally make her move on the humanoid, leaping up and over her in order to land on a fountain in front of the redhead. Sharp ruby eyes narrowed slightly as she walked forward with her head tilted a few steps. Finally, she vocalized, though it was nothing like that of humans, it was more close to the trill of a raccoon. What would this human's reaction be to finally getting to see the thing that had been falling them around all day? Was anyone else around, she had tried to pick a low traffic place to reveal herself, at her age she had a natural sense of caution to avoid a situation where she could be attacked in an outnumbered fashion.
Tiny claws scuffed softly against the concrete floor, legs bent slightly to hold her body lower as the living weapon practiced an essential skill, stalking. Just because she was born to be great at such activities, did not mean she was exempt from needing to practice, actually it was all the more reason for her to work hard because it meant however good someone could get with practice she could be better with it. At the moment, the raptor was stalking a girl with deep red hair down to her shoulder blades.
Half the day, that was how long she had been following her 'target' and it was exceedingly fun to follow someone like this without them having any idea. Of course, the girl likely had a creepy feeling or something by now, but it didn't matter. Pandora was not perfect yet and it was highly likely an occasional glimpse had been seen, this was practice after-all. The living weapon decided it was time to make her move, she couldn't kill anyone on the ship but that didn't mean she had to stop at stalking practice! In fact, Pandora suspected if she could get one of these vile humanoids to 'understand' her she could spar with them for practice. Astrid couldn't get upset over sparring if no one got hurt.
At the turn of a corner, the female would finally make her move on the humanoid, leaping up and over her in order to land on a fountain in front of the redhead. Sharp ruby eyes narrowed slightly as she walked forward with her head tilted a few steps. Finally, she vocalized, though it was nothing like that of humans, it was more close to the trill of a raccoon. What would this human's reaction be to finally getting to see the thing that had been falling them around all day? Was anyone else around, she had tried to pick a low traffic place to reveal herself, at her age she had a natural sense of caution to avoid a situation where she could be attacked in an outnumbered fashion.