
By the way, loving the interaction between Scorponok and Terrorsaur.

Capturing Wintersong's tone, Primal had narrowed a suspicious optic at her and Rattrap. "Is there a problem here?" he inquired."Your an immature rodent with really bad jokes is what you are."
Rattrap, taken aback by the tigress's remark, simply shook his head at Optimus and shrugged his shoulders. He couldn't figure that cat out. But then again, she was never around long enough to get to know. Where does she always run off to so 'secretly?' he pondered. While she moved away from him to follow Icebreaker, Rattrap remained where he was and took a seat, looking over the controls at his station and keeping his mouth shut. For now.
Looking up at Orcariner, Optimus chuckled. "Do you mean to tell me that if you had sat on me, you wouldn't have noticed?" He momentarily raised a brow with a smile to one side of his mouth. Orcariner may be a large Maximal, but Optimus was capable of staying out of his way as necessary. A simple step to the side for the big Maximal was not an inconvenience to the leader."Uh," "I didn't sit on you did I?"
"On it, Big Bot,"
"Looks like you won't have to worry about my well being now," Optimus told Orcariner light-heartedly. If Cheetor got through to Tigatron, he would like to speak with him. "Excuse me," he pardoned himself and climbed the ladder up to the bridge."Tigatron, this is Cheetor," "come in Tigatron."
"Little Cat," Tigatron responded with a smile on his voice. "It is good to hear you." There was still some interference but it was very little now. Cheetor had done a good job tweeking it.
Standing over the cheetah's shoulder, Primal jumped into the conversation. "Tigatron, this is Optimus. What is your status?" He hoped he wasn't in danger, but it didn't sound like it by the tone of his voice.
"Optimus," the white tiger answered, "I discovered a great amount of raw energon, uncovered by last night's meteor shower. The area appears to be undisturbed."
"Not for too long," the leader replied. "We're currently on our way to that area to mine as much energon as we can. Which also means that the Predacons are most likely to be on their way there as well."
"Agreed. What would you have me do?" asked Tigatron.
"Hang back and find cover until we arrive. Those energon deposits are highly unstable, and if a fire fight breaks out, it will ignite the energon and blow the whole place to pieces. We have to deal with this situation with great care and caution. Do not engage the Predacons if they arrive before us. I repeat, do not engage the Predacons. Contact us immediately on this frequency."
With a nod to himself, the large feline said, "Understood. Tigatron out." And the transmission was ended.
"Looks like we already have eyes on our destination," Optimus said to Cheetor. His tone was light but there was no smile. As relieved as he was to already have a Maximal at the site, he was also concerned about the Predacons finding him there alone and attacking him while he was dangerously outnumbered. "Icebreaker, is this the Nomad's top speed?" he asked, looking at the penguin. It most likely was judging by the size and the weight of its occupants. And if so, Primal was thinking of flying out there ahead of the mining team to assist Tigatron in case trouble found him before they did. Feralnight and her beast mode's ability of flight may be the more logical choice, but this was not an aerial excursion he was comfortable with sending her on, especially if Starshadow was among the Predacons' team. She was a loose cannon, from his own observations, and tended to physically lash out without much reason. But would the Preds risk that with so much energon at stake...? Perhaps it would be wiser to go with company... Such decisions he faced. Someone was going to get hurt...
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Tigatron looked around from his perch one more time, and since he saw nothing suspicious, he retreated from his spot in search of a forested area nearby. He would be lucky if it was close enough to the energon to scramble anyone's scanners of his signature but he couldn't be too sure of it. He certainly didn't want to sit in the middle of the crystals because the white kitty would stick out like a sore thumb, and if the place blew up by a stray shot, he'd have no way of escaping the blast. So he seeked shelter in the shadows, sitting low among trees and brush, closer to the direction of the Axalon. His ears turned to every noise they picked up, but it was only his ears that moved. Everything else was still, as if he wasn't even there.