Aging

Roxanne deliberately made her nest near the edges of their territory. She loved her family, she really did, but she didn’t want them smothering her or her hatchlings. They were too complicated. Her cousins had never fully warmed up to Roxanne or her siblings, and her parents were hardly around. Eventually, she could trust Randolph and Rebecca with their nieces and nephews, but for now, she wanted time alone with her children. In the end, it turned out to be only one child. She laid ...

All three cautiously poked their heads out from behind the cover of the bushes, feeling the small twigs scratch their noses. Rejkjavik struggled to keep from sneezing, focusing all her energy on not scaring away the creature standing just a few metres in front of them. In a shallow, fast-flowing stream stood a utahraptor, intensely focused on something. A gentle breeze blew in their direction, carrying with it a scent filled with information about the stranger - it was a fairly young f...

Only a few metres of ravine separated them from the other side of the forest. It wasn't very deep, they could tell that right away, but its bottom was filled with a thick mixture of mud, earth and sand - something that would be very difficult to get out of. Jumping over this obstacle was impossible – even Rat Catcher would not be able to make such a long jump, let alone two much heavier and less agile females. For obvious reasons, they could not simply walk across the bottom of the crevice ...

Fern and Spice hatched from a pair of eggs in the same nest, though they knew they weren’t siblings, the attentive Utahraptors who had claimed their eggs treated them as such. Fern and Spice were currently exploring along the outer part of their denning area, the wind whistling in the grass, Fern’s darker yellow feathers blended in best (in her opinion), to the grass as the pair played a rough game of ‘what is the most interesting thing you can find’....