Ratch lifted his bloodied snout to sniff the air. Nothing out of the ordinary so he went back to eating the feral pig that just hadn't been fast enough. He was under the jungle canopy not very far from the nest, which was strangely one of the creators buildings. He was a fast paced raptor and didn't care much for sleep besides when he crashed, so that's why he was already up in the morning sunlight. He realized that the others would be up soon so it was best for him to get going back. After all he was a vital member of the pack.