Literature

The night is chilly and dark- pitch black with no stars in sight- with biting cold wind. A perfect night to stay indoors and a pair of dinosaurs are doing just that- running from the cold into a nearby building, windows emitting a faint orange glow. The Lunar Light Festival has taken over the local museum in the two legged ruins nearby, and Cove and Frost were thrilled to visit it as the ringmaster kept the place warm for guests.    ...

Even in the middle of winter, bugs still managed to survive; granted, in much smaller numbers, but some were stubborn enough to find warmer pockets of the island to nestle down into, only emerging in the warmer moments in between the storms of snow. Great for the bug eaters, less great for Sugarsweet.    With his bright colors and sweet scent, the utahraptor was a common target for pesky bugs who attempted to...

Faster. Heavy footfalls tossed loose pebbles into the air with every frantic step as sharp claws raked over the slope of the mountainside. Faster. Hooves sent stones clattering down the face of the mountain with every break-neck turn and leap, desperate to get away and escape the jaw...

Flambé would call herself a bit of a connoisseur, if you asked her what her favorite hobby was. Cooking was an art that had been long lost to their world- but proof of its existence and the tools used to do it were still everywhere if one looked hard enough. When she was young, Flambé had enjoyed playing with the strange instruments. She had even mixed dirt and water together to make ‘soop’, which he fed to her mother (who acted like it was delicious, but ...

Rumors had been spreading far and wide across the islands for a while now. It was a cold winter, colder than usual despite the cloudless sky. No one was a stranger to frost nowadays, and the way it clung to your tail no matter where you hid. But the rumors spoke of a strange human building out of the city that was always bright no matter how dark the night was, and warm no matter how cold the winds blew. This was a place of ...

Wisp wandered through the open woodland, utterly carefree in his adventure. His mother was still sleeping and he did not want to wake her up - they had already had lots of fun playing today, “wrestling” (she easily pinned him with just her muzzle, while he was so small that he couldn’t even make her foot budge) and playing tag and hide and seek, so he decided to find his o...

Fable raked her gaze across the sea of dinosaurs that she was semi-reluctantly wading amongst. This was not exactly her idea of a fun time, not with so many others present (certainly not with so many carnotaurus present), but as soon as Salmon and Charter had caught wind of the festival… she k...

Amaryllis straightened her neck and held her head up high, looking out over the metal bird-like structures to observe the festivities with bright, glittering warmth in her eyes to see everyone having such a nice time. And it was a nice time! She was so glad that after the events with the Atlanteans, and she had heard such dreadful things about what happened in the land-below-the...

The beach was a lovely place this time of year, the warm sand a pleasant contrast to the cool water. Fish frolicked in the waves, coconuts rolled down the dunes, and birds screeched angrily at each other over scraps of food. Titania rolled around in the sand on her back, letting out a low sigh of relief as the warmth washed over her. She let all her worries and stress fade away, eyes closing as she huffed out a low breath. Her fanned tail stirred up the sand as ...

In the abandoned world once more overtaken by the ancient, there were not many good, safe places to get some family bonding time. Life was deadly enough as it was, even for the biggest of creatures; raising a family, and taking care of hatchlings, could be incredibly difficult. It was a challenge for sure; but when Iroke and Gorko had found Olca, they couldn’t leave her there. She was a euoplocephalus, an Atlantean- and many had not taken well to their presenc...

By the time he returns to the museum, it looks like it has been completely remodeled. The tropeos that he met earlier take him to a different wing of the museum to the one that he is used to called the Aerospace wing. Raoul never felt the need to be in there most of the time, but his usual patrols means he has a good memory of what each wing looks like.   However, c...

They were an odd trio, that was for sure- a pair of styracosaurus, one with deep scars across his face and sides, long healed but still pink- and a brown and white cryolophosaurus, blue eyes glittering good-naturedly. The three had been traveling separately, with Vulcan leading Crusader and Tyr traveling on his own, but they had merged together to safely navigate the night. That being said, there was a strange lack of carnivores- normally by now they would have ...

The coast of Isla Kela during winter was freezing cold, and a light breeze chilled Raoul to the bone. He was walking towards the coast, wanting to fish in his favourite coral reef spot which had now been covered in a sheet of ice. The tide was slow and long but it was still cold enough to form ice floes, some thick enough to stand on. It was hard to believe that the Islands got so extremely cold, seeing as during the summer it often felt like swimming in lava to...

Soft snow crunched under heavy footsteps as a trio of large carnivores slogged their way through the frozen world around them. Soft grumbles and complaints were traded as they made their way, hissed between shivering teeth that gleamed in the clear moonlight. Kinich was the one to catch sight of it first, a clear bark splitting the air. “There!” He pointed with a long, dexterous claw, the other suchomimus and albertosaurus following it with their gaze. There...

The crowd at this abandoned human building was perhaps the biggest Quinn had ever encountered. The silvery grey utahraptor carefully ducked out of the path of the heavy feet of a passing therizinosaurus, raising his head and attempting to sniff out his companion. Quinn huffed in annoyance as he finally caught a hint- all the way on the other side of a room. With a sigh the raptor began to make his way through the crowd, thankful for once for the sharp spikes on ...

The festival was like nothing Felix had ever encountered before, especially during this time of the year. Usually the depths of winter were a miserable time, only made bearable by retreating to the thicker, more tropical forests. This winter has been especially harsh- Felix had even considered trying to retreat to the Atlantean dome to wait it out, but doubted they were in a good mood- most of the plants they had brought up were unable to survive the cold, only ...

Rime followed close behind her mate as they trailed through the once grand halls, left abandoned and forgotten by their creators along with the rest of their world. But tonight, the walls long dead were alive once more with the sound of laughter and stomping feet, trampling their way through the world in joyous partying that clashed with the outside world. It was a far cry from the alpha labs, despite the similarities; two abandoned buildings full of death and b...

Blitz was down on his luck, to say the least. Not that his luck had ever run good, but it had somehow gotten worse as of late. That was about to change though, he could feel it. That feeling might have just been his stomach though. He’d heard rumors of a carnival going on, some kind of party with food and games. He was interested in the food. Between the winter and the war, food had started getting a little dicey. Especially for old lone bulls like him. He’d gotten by for a little while ...

It was a quiet evening on the docks. The recent unseasonable snow, while beautiful, had quickly lost its novelty as it piled up everywhere. Alleys were left impassible to all but the most determined. Fresh water had frozen over and the wind howled down the streets. Those drafts of angry, biting air seeped into everything. It made going out a chore. Not to mention the crunchy wet sludge underfoot that bit at the skin, and left Cavalli’s joints aching. He always ached, of course. That had sta...

The festival was a lively, curious, cheerful atmosphere with fascinating displays that had been in place long before the archipelago residents came to show off their skills or set up games for the islanders to play. It was loud, with laughter and joy filling the air as dinosaurs conversed amongst themselves, cheered for victors of the various games that were littered throughout one wing of the museum, and gasped in awe at some of the more daring displays of tale...