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Scavar's nose was buried in the sand, snuffling at a scent that had caught his attention just an hour or so ago. It was fading fast, and the headstrong bull wasn't too keen on allowing something this interesting to slip from him. His eyes narrowed, and his large form lumbered across golden sands, the shadow of the massive red rock arch stretching across the coast in the setting sun like a foreboding animal.Behind him was a trail that he'd left himself, scraping from that long nasa...

sOnya clicked her left toe claw against the marble floor of the court's main hall in annoyance. She had been staring at the tapestries hanging on the walls for far too long now and her feathers were itching with the urge to run. There were two exits, one leading into the supposed court of the queen and the other back out to the banquet hall. She could still hear the rumbling of conversation from the latter, the assembled guests still picking at the remains of th...

They were surrounded on all sides. Even if Whisp could sidestep or jump over the clubbed tail dinosaurs, he wasn’t sure if he could take on the large herbivore. There was also the matter of the hatchlings. Tilly was gentle, but clearly afraid, and while Magpie was willing to fight, he doubted he’d even dent their strange armour. Plus, she was still a little woozy from nearly being eaten by the dangerous plants aro...