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With the return of the strange… creatures to the islands. (Blaith hesitated to call them dinosaurs.) There had been whispers of where these new dinosaurs had come from. The small, strange creatures causing trouble by bringing strange new plant life with them, some of which had even begun to overgrow the Dead City that Blaith called home. These new plants, toxic and strange making it difficult for her aerie to hunt as they normally would, or build suitable nest...

 Something strange had begun to happen upon the islands. An unwelcome tension clung to the air, and whispered upon the winds. Dinosaurs young and old preoccupied with fantasy and fiction as they described a new entity around. Fury had been told, though it was mostly speculation, about some odd.... land-birds roaming around. Though she wasn't the type to buy into hype and idle talk, even she knew these rumors were more closer to reality than fiction given the sheer number of dinosaurs she had...

                The Shimmering Cove. Home to beautiful rocks, her son and daughter, and apparently odd creatures that looked sort of like the local shopkeeper.                 Kallista had heard about the sightings of the odd creatures from Frankie first and had been quick to dismiss what he’d said to her at first. The raptor had always been excitable to some degree, and very much over the top. If he had been fighting an ant it would’ve turned into how...

Another year, another failed bower…   Paradise sighed to himself. He thought this was his best one yet, especially after finding out how to get the vines of light he found around human dens to actually glow, thanks to the help of the Craftmaster. It took a good month or two of relocating the bower close enough to let the vine...