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                The three had been more than a little surprised when they had found out the small ceremony that night at the feast hadn’t been the actual thing. News had quickly been spread around the islanders that had chosen to stay and serve Queen Rhys that they were to be honored properly a full week after the feast had happened.                 Word had gone out via Oviraptor, the messengers running from group to group as the islanders worked on att...

                Argent’s head hurt.                 It hurt a great deal. Along with the rest of his body. Every step was pain, and every breath was a task in itself. He looked ahead at the black and pale yellow feathers of the Utahraptor in front of him as well as the inky black feathers of the Sucho beside the raptor. The yellow rosettes on the tail of the sucho almost seemed to be looking back at him, his mind wandered and he could easily believe that...

The jungle was far from quiet, like Alpine had originally expected… Instead of the soft chirps of birds and swaying of leaves like she had grown accustomed to in the forest above, the jungle was alive. All around her birds sang their songs as if they would never be heard again, as if their lungs never ran out of air. Over the singing birds she could h...

With the Euoplo disabled the two raptors stood patiently at the foot of the prison's watchtower, keeping an eye on Piper's ascent along the vines. Feeling their eyes on her, the raptor was suddenly struck with performance anxiety, her claws shaking as she grasped for the next vine. She scrambled up the last few feet of stone wall, grateful for the freakish durability of these vines. She hadn't climbed like this since she was a hatchling and she hadn't been sure ...