Go away from our territory!

Near the lake two pyroraptors, two dromeosaurs with reddish plumage, were walking quietly. And one of the two couldn't stop talking. "You should have seen me! I jumped on that stegosaurus and got it from the back of my head! In a real fight he would have died! So I got promoted and..."

"Yes, Echo, I was there too! They promoted both of us!" the other pyroraptor growled. "Now stay silent! We are on patrol, we mustn't be distracted!"

"Uff. You are such a curmudgeon, Delta!"

"I'm not a curmudgeon, I'm professional! Unlike you, I know what 'responsibility' means!"

"I can be responsible too!"

"Then shut up!"

The two pyroraptors were both two-star warriors, and in fact had two yellow lines on their cheeks. Given their rank they had been assigned to the reconnaissance section and had the task of controlling the boundaries of the lands of the herd. They weren't exactly high up in the pack hierarchy, but they weren't at the lowest rank either.

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