Literature

Picky EaterForaging Quest- Iroka The sky was wet and misty when Iroka woke up in the morning, the ground outside of her den misty and damp. Curious, the Dacentrurus poked out her head out of her burrow, sniffing the cool air curiously. The foggy air caused her to sneeze almo...

Stronger than you- (Age-up for : Jaeger) Writing by: Lil Monster Da gallery: https://www.deviantart.com/xxinsanenightmarexx/gallery Word count: 1,500+ Dino’s Included: Jaeger (4464) , Khanivore (3847)...

Xenomorph X Reaper - (Courtship) Writing by: Lil Monster Da gallery: https://www.deviantart.com/xxinsanenightmarexx/gallery Word count: 1,500+   The sound of many calls acros...

Crossing Paths - (Age-up for : Magpie) Writing by: Lil Monster Da gallery: https://www.deviantart.com/xxinsanenightmarexx/gallery Word count: 1,505 Words Dino’s Included: Magpie (2105) , Jaeger (4464) The movement of thundering hooves slammed against the ground...

Deep in the Alpha Labs, an abandoned facility, life was rough. Food and water was scarce, dangerous equipment was located everywhere and hungry predators roamed the hallways. Despite the danger, life still flourished in a way. With the doors to the lab now open, dinosaurus could come and go, fetching food and water from the surface and retreating into the abandoned human building for shelter. Sometimes, eggs were even hidden in the questionable safety of the lab...

Memorable Moment - (Age-up for : Magpie ) Writing by: Lil Monster Da gallery: https://www.deviantart.com/xxinsanenightmarexx/gallery Word count: 1,503 Words Dino’s Included: Magpie (2105) Quiet had taken over the island as the weather had been up in the best wa...

Spots figured that today was a good day to go fishing. It was a bright and sunny spring day, it’ll be a perfect day to spend outside fishing, Spots thought to himself. There wasn’t a single cloud in the sky, so he didn’t have to worry about rain. There was a slight breeze, but nothing that would make it annoying for him to fly. Easy peasy, Spots figured. However, when he pushed past the foliage and vegetation to his typical fishing spot, he paused when he noticed something. Someo...

Ruth wasn’t looking forward to this, but desperate times have come upon her and she needs to eat something. Though, as Ruth stared at the ants crawling over her paws, she grimaced. Sure, she knew it was healthy for her to eat bugs. But this… Even the thought of eating something like this makes her skin crawl. Ruth can tolerate a lot of things, but bugs? She’s not sure why, but just looking at bugs creeps her out let alone touching one and now eating them? Ugh, she thought ...

The dirt coloured cryo scouted the blooming island with her yellow eyes, looking for anything she could find that would perhaps be out of place or littering the flourishing spring nature. It was almost summer, even, and she couldn't stand the thought of nature looking like some trashed back alley with litter and garbage lying around, it would simply be unacceptable and disrespectful to the coming season. She had seen ...

The drier seasons have left some areas barren and dull. Most herbivores are used to spending long times with nothing but brambles and roots to chew. It usually doesn’t last long, given the islands are surrounded by masses of water and rainfall likes to come in welcomed waves. Recent cold showers of rain had been scarce but with those few came fresh greenery and juicy fruit in places that could hold the hu...

The sun beating down in heavy beams emphasised the dire mood of another day of unsuccessful hunts and disapointing loot brought in from scavenging. Dry, hollow bones. Stale critters barely worth a scrap of a snack. Rotten carcasses infested with bugs. Raze was getting sick of the old meat he managed to gnaw off of little morsels. Dry, chewy and barely enjoyable. He must've hit an ...

Feeling independent enough to venture away from the suffocating safety of her herd, Gwenn trudged through between narrow trees and lush shrubs. She hoped she'd find sweet berries or filling fruit on her ventures. Maybe even some good old roots or bark from a particularly herbal smelling tree. She was in good spirits, feeling lucky! Craving for some juicy snacks she’d love to find a pumpkin patch...

Thin slivers of light seeping through the crumbling roof only enforced to make the near-endless rooms and chambers feel abandoned, dusty and gray. Still, in one way, Raze admired the overgrown painted walls of the expanding cave and the small paintings below at his feet although faded. They almost looked lifelike. Like images taken from someone's eye, someone's mind, and thoughtfully put down on thin cold plates mounted on hollow rocks and metal railings. There are various such pain...

Rime gazed at her reflection, distorted as it was in the fractured, algae-covered unmelting ice of the horrid place that she and her kin had been stuck in since before she had hatched. Her hide was pale, she knew that much, with even lighter splotches over her back and tail, and bold dark lines on her neck and throat. It gave an only slightly clearer indication of her appearance than the distorted reflection that the ice gave her in the cold place. Her gaze focu...

Even though Ruth has no problems hunting at night, she often finds it easier, there are several reasons why she rarely does ever hunt at night. Well, one, everything is asleep so it's hard to spot something lurking in the darkness when they don’t move! For all she knows, that pinecone hanging from a tree could be a squirrel! Or a bird! And two, it’s loud! If she thought the daytime animals' noises were loud, goodness, it’s nowhere near as loud as the nighttime bugs and ani...

The conscious trio froze briefly after Tobias spoke, then a low growl accompanied by the rattling of quills rasped through the air as Rime prepared herself for an attack by unseen opponents. Hazard readied himself as well, shifting to stand near Click to defend him, if need be.   “What do you mean, we’re ‘not alone’?” the doctor dacen asked as he stepped up beside Tobias. He peered upwards towards wh...

Amethyst eyes peered over the edge of the second floor of the Morpheus facility’s foyer, watching as yet another stranger strode across the empty entrance and towards the door. It was mostly just that now - small groups or individuals who had stayed behind for one reason or another that were now interested enough about the islands and the land outside the lab that their curiosity got the better of them, and they set out to explore. Some of them were so thin an...