Aging

                The day had been on track to being one of the better ones, in Pink’s humble opinion. The sun had already reached its peak in the sky by the time she had wandered off from Riot. She and her father had gone to Isle Kela for the day, the older Cryolo wanting to show her how to hunt some of the local game there. But she had quickly lost interest, especially after she remembered just how close they had been to the beaches all day.              �...

Metal towers gleamed in the dying light of sunset as Veikur made her rounds. It had only grown more difficult to navigate between the scrapheaps as she grew older, so she spent a lot of time elsewhere in the city. But the old human trinkets held nostalgia for her. When she was a hatchling, she’d spent her days building a miniature empire among the garbage heaps. There were always plenty of small creatures rummaging around, which made for an excellent feast for a young acrocanthosaur...

According to Vanim, Kyrien was going through his “rebellious teen phase,” which Kyrien refused to acknowledge. As if Vanim would know anything about rebelliousness! The old man had never done anything interesting in his whole life. Kyrien knew it, the twins knew it, everyone knew it. The twins were more fun to play with, but they were constantly exploding with enthusiasm; Frasil was too rough when they tussled and Fainel was always talking. Kyrien couldn’t stand it....

Brook had been alone since he left his nest, surviving, thriving even, on solo hunts and scavengery. Whatever part of the island he had found himself in was noticeably lacking in the dinosaur population and he mostly found himself managing to live alongside mammals instead. A lot of them were still slow from the retreating winter and their hibernation, as long as he didn’t make himself a threat they never seemed to see him as one. He tried to ignore the pang i...

There are different kinds of fliers all over the world and different kinds of teachers. Some fliers are fair weather, preferring to only take to the skies during times of clear weather, blue sky stretching out in front of them with the sun beating down at them, warming them. These fliers might only fish from calm waters, eat small critters, or scavenge kills from those more daring. At the sign of a dark cloud they turn in and ground themselves until conditions improve. These fliers are unlike...