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319: Kyrien

“Have you seen them?” “Seen what?” Kyrien looked up from his meal: a mountain goat that Jolene had caught for them. Jolene had stopped eating, though he couldn’t tell if it was because she’d already eaten her fill or if she was so focused on her question. It was hard to tell with her. “Oviraptors. Those new dinosaurs that have been showing up everywhere. Popping out of the ground like weeds.” Kyrien thought for a moment, ...

The nomadic life was serving Kyrien well. Every day, there was something new to see (or eat), and new dinosaurs to meet. Not all were friendly, but it made Kyrien feel more grown-up to have seen so much variety. (Whether or not he had actually gotten any more mature was up for debate.) Still, he missed his old pack at times. Things could be very… quiet, without them. Yes, the whole reason he left was for some peace and quiet. But sometimes, after spen...

According to Vanim, Kyrien was going through his “rebellious teen phase,” which Kyrien refused to acknowledge. As if Vanim would know anything about rebelliousness! The old man had never done anything interesting in his whole life. Kyrien knew it, the twins knew it, everyone knew it. The twins were more fun to play with, but they were constantly exploding with enthusiasm; Frasil was too rough when they tussled and Fainel was always talking. Kyrien couldn’t stand it....

The twins Fainel and Frasil were still small, but made up for it with sheer energy. And in a pack as small as theirs, entertainment was hard to come by. Vanim was doting but awkward, and not very “fun” by the definitions of hyperactive, curious hatchlings. Their older sibling-adjecent-relation was something of a troublemaker, too, which made him a much more attractive target for nagging and prodding. On one warming spring day, Kyrien was picking around at the stamp...

It was a crisp spring morning on Isla Kera, and a family of cryosaurs were beginning to stir. Sandstorm, after scenting no predators on the breeze, allowed her hatchlings to follow her out of the cavern they using for shelter. Sandstorm herself didn’t mind staying out in the open, but with her little ones, she didn’t want to take the risk. Vanim was the last to emerge, and he carefully trailed behind his mother. He didn’t join his siblings in their rough...