Aging

  Topaz awoke from her exhausted sleep from her arrival in this offensive world. A curious sight awaited her, a creature a mirror image to her own. Though this one was covered in a downy green fluff, an off-white belly, and dark green striping adorning their withers and limbs. This one would become known as ‘Fern’. The creature seemed to react the same, eyeing her suspiciously. What it instead saw was a plain dark tan body and a lighter cream snout a...

The grass of the savanna was the ideal height to hide a Utahraptor hatchling, and Tiramisu used it to his full advantage. His hatch site had been lonely, just him and the discarded remnants of his egg, no siblings, no parents, just him breaking out into a depression in the dirt. It didn't even look like a proper nest, just like an afterthought to put an egg in to stop it rolling away. He wondered if he was so uncared for that whoever had left him there hadn't ex...

The dark streets of the Dead City were filled with life at night. Everything from the fireflies to the Albertosauruses were out and about, making the city a bustling hub even after sunset. Some areas were unspoken truce zones, the market place where the Craftsmaster set up the stall was one of them. The other was a large stretch of greenery, plants weaving around old rusted metal structures, some that moved and some that were fixed rigidly to the ground with som...

                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.              Â...

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...