Mal OTA
Mal had gotten up at his usual time and went to the stables early. As he was saddling up the horses, he realized something was wrong. Namely the lack of sun or morning announcement. A few minutes later and he started hearing the screams. When he looked out there were... what the hell were those things?
He immediately closed up the stable. He wasn't going to let the horses get hurt, minus the one he needed to ride. Mal grabbed large pitchfork and jumped up on his steed. Time to go save people. Or get chased by the raptors.