Ghost

Part of @aewin's Dinocember Collab.

The 141 has been deployed to deal with the crash of the BRS WENCH and Ghost is on the hunt. Bad luck that he caught your scent...

ALLOSAURUS
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The entire island was in upheaval. After decades, maybe centuries of isolation, outsiders had made landfall on their shores. Intruders. The smoking shell of some metal monstrosity cluttered the southernmost beaches and soft, reckless meatbags had scattered into the jungle like roaches fleeing the corpse of their ship. It was so far unclear if these intruders were a threat but one thing was painfully clear to Ghost. They didn’t fucking belong here.

Of course the 141 was brought in to check things out and restore order.

They had split up almost instantly. Each of the squad went in a different direction, following their instincts, toward something specific. Unsurprisingly Ghost was drawn directly to the wreckage, determined to clear it of any remaining survivors. His thudding footsteps sunk deeply into the sand as he prowled toward the smoking hull, a massive, twisted blight on the shoreline. Panic had sent most of the meatbags rushing toward the jungle, thinking they would find shelter and protection among the trees but that was pure idiocy, animalistic fear, and lack of instinct. Their ship was no longer seaworthy but it was a serviceable shelter. It would have kept them safe enough. And off his fucking island.

Smoke curled from the wreckage, acrid and caustic, reaching for the pristine sky while debris from the wreck floated on the surface carried to and from the beach with each tug of the waves. It was a mess and Ghost let out a disgusted huff. "Fuckin' shit show," he grumbled as he moved like a shadow. The meatbags were a pestilence, spreading their filth and ruin around them without a second thought.

Silent and hyper vigilant, Ghost moved across the damaged deck, weapon at the ready. His skull mask was pulled low over his impressive jaws. Stormy gray eyes narrowed in suspicion as a scent drew him up short, his claws digging into his weapon. The allosaurus demihuman tensed. "What the fuck..." His black and gray scales rippled over his thick musculature while he stood in the shadows of the