The early afternoon was mostly cloudy when the raptor stirred awake, a small cutesy sound escaping the pre-teen’s muzzle as he yawned, jaws splitting wide to expose the sharp teeth his lips hid. For a second he laid there, stretched, rolled onto his back and stretched again, crown of his skull pressed against the dirt staring up at the packed dirt ceiling, canting his head to the side as he sleepily observed the intricate webbing of vein like roots, some spindly pieces hanging down like some kind of plant created veil. A movement caught his attention and Grimlock twisted so he was facing the neat spider web that dominated the far corner of his den, the arachnid staring at him with beady little eyes, raising it’s two front legs in what Grimlock liked to believe was a greeting. “Sup Princess Leia?” She was a big, hairy thing (at least Grimlock thought it was a she) and as far as he could tell far from pretty but they co-existed together in the big den together and Grim didn’t have any problems with Princess Leia making his den her home, too. “I see you caught a hearty breakfast.” A centipede was entangled in the intricate design of her web and the raptor nodded his approval, wondering what someone would think if they strode by and heard him talking to his pet spider.
Or his roommate spider.
“Well I’ll let you too it,” He back shrugged out the mouth of his den, squinting his eyes against the onslaught of light, despite that it remained mostly cloudy. For a moment he glimpsed around him, contorted his body so he could scratch at his left ear. It was awfully itchy lately, probably a result of a bug bite. He popped his muzzle into his den and told Princess Leia, “I swear if you bite me again I’m going to eat you. It’s unnecessary, ok?” Grimlock wasn’t sure that it was even Princess Leia, mostly he just liked teasing even though …he doubted that the spider understood a word of what he told to her. Brow furrowed as he spun away from his den and moved into the thick foliage, nose to the ground as he sniffed about, and crouched down to expel bodily wastes before his leg lifted to urinate before he kicked up clumps of dirt around it, padded a few steps and stretched again, another yawn overtaking him before he began heading in the direction of the rendezvous den wondering if one of the kiddos wanted to spend the day with him or something and if nothing came to from that he would start patrols and maybe dip out of Plateau lands for a bit to explore and do a little bit of hunting.
He was just about to pack it in when a less familiar face appeared between the trees. The ashen pup knew him to be welcome, but the rendezvous site was home.. which meant that anyone that didn't sleep within the 'borders' was a visitor.
Putting on his best border patrol face - all business in the front, party in the rear (the excitement of doing something grown up was just too much to suppress on all levels) - Pura squared up to the approaching male. "Suu.. Su-top! Sssssstop!" the pup barked, mentally adding "who goes there?" but lacking the four hours it would take to enunciate that sentence properly.