Velociraptors didn't sneeze. It was impossible really, given how their bodies worked, however the dust cloud that erupted from the broken door irritated Blue's senses enough that she snuffled in mild annoyance, shaking her head to clear away the residue and smell. It still smelled stale and burnt.
Strangely, the human was resigned and determined all at the same time; contradictory, which confused Blue enough that she followed sedately, poking her head awkwardly inside the den, curious as to what creature lived here and if it was food.
It was as musty and stale inside as it was out. And the fire smell hadn't diminished at all, and Blue huffed slightly as her tail hit against the doorframe on her way in. It wasn't large, probably not really a great idea for her to wander inside -she wasn't a big fan of these buildings with the tops on them, clicking slightly in question, Blue wondered really, what was the point of a den so far out here?