Souther Higlands

Sniper raised his clawed hands, looking in all directions. He wasn't scared, nor was he unexpecting an attack anytime soon. He growled lowly, hearing the sound of more dilo feet splattering the soggy ground. They were close, he knew it. He barked again, as if to say "What the hell are you waiting for? Bring it!"

Spitter did not like this raptors attitude, and he told him so.
Suddenly, the black goo that was his venom splashed in to a tree just next to the raptor, telling it to watch its attitude, and its feet.
Then, with a low, dangerous, almost rattlesnake-like hiss, he and Cobra appeared from the bush with their frills up, and ready to kill.

Sniper, almost ignoring the gob of spit that hit the tree next to him, watched as the dilophosaurs showed themselves, ready to kill (Ooooh, I'm scared D:). Sniper bared his delicious chocolate vicious claws, still spattered in the dry blood from the T-Rex encounter, and stared at the dilos with hate. He barked at them, warning them.

(That's it! Flum yourself of before you post!)

What?!

Spitter's frill vibrated, producing a rattling sound. He then reared up and waved some with his claws against the raptor, showing his full size.
Cobra turned up behind Spitter, with her frill up, hissing and stared at the raptor.
She wanted to attack, now! But they didn't have the right position yet.
The raptor was still dangerous, even if it was blinded.

Sniper watched as the dilophosaur's frill vibrated and emitted a rattling sound, followed by the wavering of his claws, showing just how big he was. They wanted to attack. Sniper saw it in them. He shielded his eyes, incase they spat at him. God, this was why dilos were dangerous targets. He growled, demanding the dilophosaur stop showing off and make a move.

Spitter cooked his head, as he noticed that the raptor had lowered its guard.
Cobra suddenly hissed, and lunged, smashing the raptor down in the ground. Spitter hooted in triumph and ran up to his mate, who still pressed the raptor down on the ground.
They both avoided the slashing claws. Spitter sniffed interested on the raptor's neck, looking for the good bite spot.

(Jesus christ miss, again with the fast acting x))

Sniper, pinned down down and about to get bit, looked around, before laying his eyes on the dilophosaur. He then sunk his teeth into the dilophosaur's leg, and FIRED HIS LAZOR rolled away from them, and stood up, baring his teeth. He then charged at one of the dilos, knocking it to the ground, and saw how the dilo liked it, growling in anger.

(oh shush)

Spitter screeeched and jumped away from the raptor, just to see Cobra instead get knocked down. She hissed and tried to tear after the smaller carnivore with her frontlegs. She reached, but those wounds wasn't enough to remove the raptor from her.

Suddenly, black, corrosive goo smacked into the side of Sniper, followed by a whiping tail from Spitter. That was followed by a number of bites from his jaw, as he tried to tear the raptor of his mate.

Sniper let go of Cobra and knocked Spitter backwards. Making sure Cobra wasn't going anywhere, he walked over to Spitter and wiped the goo off his side. It stung like hell, and he was quick to wipe it off completely. He then turned to Spitter and pressed him down with his foot, raising his claws to attack.

Spitter screeched and kicked at Sniper with his long feet. He succeeded to get him of a few times, but before Spitter managed to get up again, Sniper slammed him down in the ground time after time after time.
Cobra hissed and her long frill began to vibrate with the typical, rattling sound. Just a second later, a large lump of black venom smacked into the raptors neck.
Then, Cobra slammed into the raptor, tearing him of her mate. As Spitter was busy getting up again, the two other carnivores rolled around on the ground, trying to bite and tear each other apart.

Sniper and Cobra were literally rolling all over the place, trying to overcome each other and get them off. Sniper kicked at Cobra, hoping she would give up and jump off, but she held on and kept fighting back. He barked out loud, wondering where the hell Enyrom was, not that he needed her or anything. Then he noticed Spitter had gotten back up. This could have been problematic.

Spitter shook with his head a little, trying to get rid of the raptor spit which Sniper had drooled all over him. Gross... Really gross...
Then he focused on the raptor/dilly fight that was taking place just some meters from him. Cobra was a fierce fighter, that could even he see. But Spitter wondered if that was enough, since it was the raptor who was more armored for close battle. Cobra and Spitter were dillys, dinosaurs that was built for distance attacks with their venom and everything.
Spitter hissed and spread his wide frill, which immediately began to rattle. But he dared not to spit, since the other two was moving so fast, so there was this risk that he could hit Cobra.

Instead, he began to circle them both, jumping away in case if they got to close, and just hissed while showing his birghtly coloured frill.

Spitter's constant circlings and hissings irritated Sniper, and it didn't help that he was tussling with a dilophosaur at the same time. He was grazed in several places from all the rolling about, as was Cobra. Spitter had thought about spitting Sniper, but didn't in fear of hitting Cobra. Sniper scratched Cobra viciously on the side and then successfully kicked her aside. He then leapt at Spitter, determined to take him out too.

Spitter hooted and succeeded to dodge the raptor, which landed some feet away. And Spitter weren't any slow thinker, but took the opportunity to strike.
A large gob of venom splatted into Sniper's snout, but unfortunately it missed his eyes. Spitter cursed himself, but continued with his frightening act. His large frill vibrated violently, and with that the deadly, rattlesnake-like sound.

Cobra hissed angry but kept switching her focus between the raptor and to the damage the raptor had caused her on her side. Below her chest was now a long laceration located, and fresh blood was trickling out of it.
It was a little sore.

Sniper smirked, not the least bit affected by the dilos so called "scary act". Just then, a gob of spit smacked into his snout, narrowly missing his eyes. He wiped the filthy gunk off and roared really loudly at Spitter, arms stretched out in a defensive position. He then watched as Cobra got to her feet and examined her wound. Blood was dripping from it, and it looked a little sore. However, he kept his attention on Spitter, slowly circling him and taking a step forward every few seconds.

Spitter hissed and spat again, missing the circling raptor with merely inches. He began to feel insecure, as he couldn't aim as good as usuall if Sniper were constantly moving. He spat again, and this time he hit the raptors hipp. After the spit, Spitter began to swipe with his claws against Sniper, looking generaly scary. Then, he began to nod with his head while an awfull amount of blood was pumped up to his crest on top of it. Just after a few seconds it had a shining scarlet colour. He then hissed and hooted.

But then, an attack come from an completely different place. Cobra's spit hit into Sniper, almost to close to his eyes, then she came lunging. She got a grip with her toothed mouth around the raptors tail and dragged it down on the ground.

Sniper grew angrier still with every gob of spit that hit him, and when one so nearly hit his eyes, he nearly pounced at Spitter, when he was caught off guard by Cobra, who bit down on his tail and dragged it to the ground, along with him. He roared again, angry that she would intervene like this. He kicked Cobra in the stomach and attempted to get to his feet, his eyes turning blood red in the process.

Cobra didn't let go of this time, but kept down the raptor with her long claws and teeth.
Spitter saw his chance to join the fight and lunged to, grabbing ahold of the neck instead.
Sniper roared angry and grabbed ahold of Spitter with his claws and tried to pull himself of. But Spitter just began to shake with his head again, slowly tearing of meat from the raptor.
If they couldn't kill it first, they would have to eat it alive.

Sniper was in a tough situation here. Both dilos were forcing him down to the ground, and now Spitter was biting down on him and tearing small bits of skin and meat from him. Sniper, despite the pain he was in, showed no fear or pain, and kept pushing as hard as he could to get the stench of dilophosaur away from him. He then raised his clawed foot and thrust it with all his strength into Spitters side.

Spitter screamed as he felt the claw jabbing into his side but succeeded to pull himself away before it got to deep into his body, and before it would get to his organs.
But he had to let go.

He ripped of one last chunk from Sniper's neck before he jumped away from the raptor.

Cobra, meanwhile, crawled up on Sniper's back and kept him down. She also tried to jab her claws on the frontlegs into his chest and then tried to get ahold of his neck with her toother jaws.

Sniper roared out loud, sick of being forced to the dirty fucking ground by the two dilophosaurs. Angered, he was only met by a sharp pain as Cobra kept him down with her claws and locked her jaws around his neck. Sniper shook around wildly, attempting to throw off the dilophosaurs. The dilo couldn't possibly hold him down forever. He growled again, intimidating the dilo to lower it's aggressivness.

Cobra hissed and hooted as she felt that Sniper tried to roll around. She jumped of the raptor before he spun around and leapt a couple of feet away, avoiding the raging teeth and claws of the raptor.
Spitter took the opportunity to spit a new dose with venom that splat over the back of Sniper. He knew that it wouldn't blind him, but it corroded in his skin as well.

Midnight suddenly stopped as he heard a sound. Sounds of fighting.
He yapped curious and looked back at Eclipse, who also had stopped and now also listened. She let out a rumbling growl, a hungry growl.
Midnight barked back. They could always check out what was going on.

Sniper leapt to his feet and bared his teeth. He stared at the gob of burning spit that now covered him like a second skin. He peeled off the spit and threw it back at the dilophosaur, hitting it in the neck with the stuff. He then took a few steps back and then heard the presence of more carnivores in the vicinity. However he focused all his attention on the dilophosaurs. If he attacked now, they'd just counter him once again.