Chapter 9

                                    

                                          
As soon as Claire finished checking them over she suddenly scanned around "Where's Zara?" Her answer was the figure of Zara pushing past the crowds, running towards them with small steps thanks to her heels. "Claire!" She shouted before her gaze landed on the boys and she sighed with relief but glared at them for running off in the first place and running off again and out of her sights.
Zara and the boys had reunited on the west gate and had moved along with the crowd shortly after the dimorphodons and pteranodons attacked. Zara had escorted the boys straight to where she and Claire had planned to rendezvous, keeping their heads down to avoid being spotted.
One Pteranodon thought of Zara as a potential meal seeing as she was so easy to spot with her white shirt and the fact that she runs so slow due to her heels. She would have been prey too had the Pteranodon not spotted another prey that literally stood out from the other running prey.
In short: Said Pteranodon got baited by Delta and ambushed by Blue wherein it became both of the girls' lunch thus saving Zara from becoming potential prey and food.
When Owen overheard the story, he wondered if raptors could roll their eyes because he certainly feels like rolling them now. As much as ridiculous as Claire's heels are, Zara's high heeled ones are unbelievable. Who would wear heels on a park that's littered with dinosaurs left and right with some parts of the road not filled with concrete?
 As Owen and Blue walked closer to them, Zara's eyes widen as she instinctively moved closer to the boys "Look out Aunt Claire!" Zach shouted, staring behind her as he placed a hand in front of Gray as they backed away  "Velociraptors..." Gray gasped in awe and fear. Claire gave them a confused look before looking back to see Owen and Blue staring at her.
She quickly turned to her nephews and Zara as she waved her arms "Oh no, no. It's okay they're with me," she said. Zach didn't relax his posture until Claire placed a hand on Owen's back. Gray moved in front of his brother to stare at Aunt Claire in shock and admiration.
"You actually have dinosaurs working for you? And you shoot? I thought you only do managerial stuff like paperwork and sitting behind a desk kind of job. You're actually pretty baddass Aunt Claire." The boys looked at her with admiration. Claire and Owen glanced at each other with the latter shaking his head before nudging Claire to move. Claire ushered the boys to the front, making sure to move to a less crowded area.
Owen suddenly heard shots ringing out. Security was here. He raised his snout in the air and let out a call for his girls to return, danger was near and he wasn't going to let security shoot his girls with tranquilizer darts or worse...gun them down.
Echo and Charlie made their way over to him while Delta grabbed one last bite from a dead pteranodon before heading to where he was. "I thought that dinosaurs here were all female," Gray suddenly asked. He had been glancing at Owen in confusion then looking at the rest. "They are" Claire said automatically while looking back and forth, keeping an eye on the security force that slowly made its way to the center.
Zach eyed the one beside him. She looked different from the rest and the blue color streak was eye-catching. Blue felt threatened by his prolonged stare and snapped her jaws in warning. A hand reared back in surprise "Whatever you just did made her feel threatened" Gray said once he saw what his brother just did. Zara pulled Zach away from Blue as she kept glancing at the raptors warily.
"Easy Blue, they're just kids...hatchlings.." Owen explained though he didn't scold her for snapping her jaws. A little fear should do the boys some good. His girls aren't tamed like dogs. When he turns back into a human, he wouldn't be able to understand them anymore.
"That one's not a girl" Gray said, making sure his gesture was toward Owen though he didn't point his finger. "Smart hatchling..." Blue looked at Gray with approval. She might've bitten off the hatchling's finger if he ever did point it towards Owen. She had seen the large soft meat point his finger at Owen and hit him in the chest once when she was a hatchling and saw Alpha flinch a bit but continued to frown at large soft meat. She and her sisters had perceived it as an attack on Alpha and made memorable scratch marks on him.