[accidental video/action // public] [It isn't unusual to see odd things in an abandoned warehouse. This video shows a strange lump of leathery blackish-green, with gleaming ivory points interspersed over it. A closer look reveals that it seems to be some sort of thoroughly unnatural creature, as though some terrible accident of evolution had allowed humans, dinosaurs, birds of prey, and Swiss Army Knives to mate. A long spiked tail, taloned feet and powerful legs, clawed human hands, a serpentine neck topped with a bullet-sleek head and fanged, razor-edged serrated beak..... and scythe-like blades absolutely everywhere, from forehead to elbows and wrists to knees and tail. This creature looks like nothing so much as a living weapon, violence incarnate, a nightmare crafted into flesh and bone.
Hellish red eyes slowly slide open, then snap wide to inspect their surroundings, and the entire scene lurches violently; the creature must have been laying on the button-side of its communicator before it righted itself. Another dizzying burst of movement proves that the creature is big, seven feet tall at the least, and built far more powerfully than most humans could ever hope to be. It's leapt to its feet now, head sweeping back and forth to survey the dusty box-strewn room, an agitated sweep of its tail sending the welcome basket behind it flying as its contents scatter across the floor. It doesn't really seem to register the text message on its communicator at all; it stops mid-reach for the communicator as the basket clatters away, whirling in surprise and raising its arms threateningly as it searches for the source of the noise.
No enemy presents itself, but the creature throws its head back and howls, the sound somewhere between a fearsome deep-throated roar and a raptor's rising shriek. The warehouse catches the sound, echoing it back in a series of madcap, eerie distortions. The creature bristles and lashes its tail as it keeps watch, arms held poised with their blades raking out, ready to strike.
With how thoroughly alien the creature is, it takes a very keen observer indeed to distinguish between the rage and aggression it seems to be displaying, and the sheer defensive terror that's actually spurring it on.]
Kalashi! Kalashi!
((OOC: Jara Hamee, one of the first free Hork-Bajir from Animorphs. No specific canon point unless it's necessary. He's really much sweeter and stupider than he appears here--but also quite illiterate, so all these welcome materials aren't doing much for him.))