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After some hostile incursions, Atlantis’s newest loyal recruits were employed to patrol the outskirts of the court and watch for suspicious activity.  Rapture found herself sent out alongside Dutchess, an enormous acro that strongly reminded her of some of the dark-pointed cats she’d seen roaming the islands. They met at the edge of the court, where tangled jungle turned into carefully tended garden.  A dirt tra...

“Tonight, there is to be a feast.” Boomed a mighty voice. The Tapajara trio had found themselves in service of Sela, an Iguanodon and member of the Atlantean court. Her coat was sleek and well-maintained, her status clear to see. “If you wish to earn the favour of the court, you may assist in setting up for tonight. There is much work to be done, and nimble wings like yours can be put to good use.” She instructed. Mac, Briar and Faire bowed ...

Korppi stuck her head fully into the bag and twitched her crests against the fabric to prop it open. "Nope," she said, "No more seeds, we're done!"  "Not quite done," Tony reminded her, ignoring the sharp glares from the Cryo siblings, "Just the watering left and you can head back to the dome." "We can head back to the dome," sh...

The first light of morning couldn't reach the sleeping dinosaurs in the highlands of Isla Kela. The cave, as well as blocking the wind, blocked the light until well into the late morning, seeping through the opening in the rock like it was trying to sneak up on them. The light on the other side of Talos' eyelids was enough to rouse him, pulling him from sleep to blink blearily in the weak light. Rising from the ground, his joints protested after being stiffened ...

                Carnage is what they had planned, and carnage was what they had delivered.                 Skoggr and Relic had made their way back into Atlantis proper, barreling through Euoplos and Oviraptors alike. Had there been less people in the streets or even more Atlanteans in general, they would’ve been rushing right into more danger. But the city was a mess. Islanders still trying to flee to get topside again while the knights of the Court ran...

Randolph awoke in the middle of the night to find Rebecca gone. Normally, that wouldn’t have alarmed him. Him and his clutchmates were closer than their cousin Saika’s feathers, but they all needed their space from time to time, though Roxanne was more prone to it than the elder two. But Rebecca hadn’t wandered off for a rambling walk in the woods lining their territory, she’d gone out, alone, into the depths of the Atlantian jungle. And Rebecca...