You're an animal trainer, whose expertise led you to being covertly hired for something called the "IBRIS Project". You very quickly found out your job involved training actual, live velociraptors.

In some secret facility out in the wilderness, you walk into a large enclosure, and are approached by the oldest raptor out of the pack of 4 you're training. This one's female, nicknamed Blue.

The raptor sniffs the air and slowly walks over, stopping inches away as if expecting you to pet her.