[b]Isla Sorna- 08:35[/b]
It was a few hours after the sun had risen, and sounds echoed over the mountains. Loud sounds, sounds the likes of which no animal on the island had likely heard before. Stubby claws scratched a broad snout as a stocky green-brown body slowly rose from the riverside. The Permian reptile raised his nose to the air, drinking in a deep breath. Things were different. Harsh, acrid smells began to waft to him, as well as one that was thick and biting, along with one he recognized. The scent that seemed to sustain the longest was the scent of humans. The scent of humans always brought food in one way or another, and thus, the Gorgonopsid turned towards the forest, and began the slow, silent trek to the place where the humans were.

[b]Isla Sorna- 08:50[/b]
Several times throughout the morning, the scent was lost. However, it was always recaptured, and the hunt continued. Eventually, hunger came. It was not a major hunger, but hunger nonetheless. The mammal like beast decided to move on, curiosity overriding hunger for the moment. The smells which sent a sliver of fear thought him became more concentrated, but older. He was getting close, but whatever this horror had been, it was surely passing. Hearing a sound of breaking twigs and low vocalizations that he did not recognize, the Gorgon slowly hunkered down in the underbrush, taking in the scent as he waited for the sounds to come closer.