Literature

Deaglán kicked and snapped at pebbles as he wandered down the marshy riverbank, in a poor mood. His stupid brother was hanging out with that weirdo young sucho that had washed up after a storm. Up until then it had just been the two of them, but now there was a third, and they got along great. It left Deaglán alone in the dust more often than not, especially when they went upr...

Greylander plodded along behind his sire, still a little wobbly and unsteady but determined all the same to keep up with the surly male he was following. It became kind of fun, trying to jump from footprint to footprint that Odysseyr left behind, but it was less fun when the male turned his head over his shoulder to give his young prodigy a hard look. The hatchling was making noise, and while it might not be as much of a problem when he was around a larger herd,...

Polaris watched with a painful feeling of longing as the silhouettes of approaching tropeognathus rushed overhead, barely visible against the approaching night as they returned with reports of what they had found, stories of what interactions and encounters they had with the islanders, and with bundles and beakfuls of things. She had not left the safety of the ship since Matriar...

A young white and grey tropeo cut through the air with power and grace. No more was she an uncertain juvenile taking her first flight, she was practiced. She was at home in the skies, so much more than she ever was jumping around the rocks and crags of her nest. Confident, carefree, self-assured, and completely at ease as she coasted over the waves that she was so familiar with....

The small, stone-coloured tropeo bounded precariously close to the edge of the cliff. She had been strengthening her wings for months against the winds that rose off the surface of the ocean and carried salty sea-spray up to their nest, and now it was finally time. It had to be. “Come on,...

“Come away from the edge, pebble,” came her mother’s soft voice. There was the faintest note of concern to her tone. If her hatchling fell, they would most certainly be able to pick her up in their beaks and bring her back - it would just be a matter of whether or not her tiny hatchling body survived the fall. The stony coloured...

Phasma X Diaval - (Courtship) Writing by: Lil Monster Da gallery: https://www.deviantart.com/xxinsanenightmarexx/gallery Word count: 1,000+   The clash of jaws and thick scales ripping and tearing blood from one another as roars echoed throughout the thick forest with many Albertosaurs now entering their courtship season. The large carnivores usually dueled it out with one another to show who was the best around and their strength they brought to potential ...

Monster X Riot - (Courtship) Writing by: Lil Monster Da gallery: https://www.deviantart.com/xxinsanenightmarexx/gallery Word count: 1,000+     Courtship season was in full swing with many dinosaurs coming together to impress one another to rear and raise the next generations, nesting grounds and long journeys along with the clash of others to prove that courtship was for them making sure that all eyes were watching and on the. Some were seasoned whi...

           Zupzerp is fairly used to the quiet of the city, nothing to keep her company but the soft gusts of wind rattling off the buildings and the occasional hum of insects. Unfortunately for her, today was not a quiet day, somebody was screaming down the street about bugs.            “...

Falling Stars ( Story Quest) - Lil Monster Writing by: Lil Monster Da gallery: https://www.deviantart.com/xxinsanenightmarexx/gallery Word count: 1,200+ Dino’s Included: Dread (5629)     Winter had rolled in early and harshly but there was a break in the cold weather to where the carnival that always popped up by other dinosaurs came alive, along with it came the Geminids meteor shower and it was something to never miss when it was around e...

DOOM X Termina - (Courtship) Writing by: Lil Monster Da gallery: https://www.deviantart.com/xxinsanenightmarexx/gallery Word count: 1,000+   Rumbles and harsh smoke clouds boiled from the black and ashy crust of the ground surrounded by bright orange lava pools that would burst at the slightest rumbles or movement, but that was normal for the lava lands on the island. While others stayed away and avoided the harsh living conditions other dinosaurs used, it ...

When Deerlegs was old enough and sure-footed enough, large enough to not be blown off the edge of the cliffs by the slightest of sea breezes, that was when the real challenges of living on the cliff face made themselves known. She had been taught the basics of herd life by her parents - descriptions of the rough division of labour amo...

Nights upon the islands were tolerable, till the seasons began to shift and change. The soft crunch of snow underfoot gave away the presence of someone, an older anteosaurus, walking with purpose through the cold terrain. Though covered in a thick fur like pelt, he still shivered in the cold night air, each breath a visible reminder of how icy and miserable it was. With a grunt, the creature pulled himself up onto a rock to gain a vantage point. Looking up towards the sky, streaks of fallin...

Fractures spread like cracking earth over the surface of a lovingly cared for eggshell. The break in the surface was not a thing of grief, but a moment of joy - finally, the day of their hatching was here. Deerlegs, and her two siblings, would wake to the safety and comfort of a small, but growing herd of pachycephalosaurs that called the side of the cliff home. The fresh-hatched pachy rapidly took deep breaths, filli...