Status:

Cryolophosaurus geno

It's murky under the trees, and a cool breeze ruffles through all the leaves and bushes. You're nearly done with your walk, and about to turn back, when you stumble and find yourself face first in some bushes. While flailing to get out, your hands bump into something smooth in the dirt.

You pull it out from beneath the branches with you, and get a good look at it. It's an egg!

It hatches into...