Then from where Gray crouches... even he can make out the faint drag of leathery skin on stone and the scraping of enormous claws getting closer...
From Scowl's perspective, he can see a shape, large, creeping low to the ground and advancing...]
[Lucky hears a HISS as her heavy footsteps really... ... well, there's not a lot of a way to hide them. The raptor above scrambles on the sloped roof as it turns and leaps down off the edge in front of her.]