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6181: Drift

Equinox blew sand from his snout as he withdrew his head from the sand. The beach had yet to yield any treasures from his persistent digging but he wasn't quite ready to give up yet. "Find anything?" he barked down the beach to his proteges.  "Nothing!" Drift called back, frustration clear in her voice. "Found something, not sur...

The Cryo siblings had been walking for a long time before they reached the entrance of the dome. Following the trail of the Oviraptors had led them down from the Highlands and zigzagged across the island before eventually landing them in front of man made tunnels that burrowed under the surface of the sea. They had waited a while at the entrance, crouched behind the rocks and drizzled with sea spray until they saw not just Oviraptors emerge, but others of their ...

Brook had been alone since he left his nest, surviving, thriving even, on solo hunts and scavengery. Whatever part of the island he had found himself in was noticeably lacking in the dinosaur population and he mostly found himself managing to live alongside mammals instead. A lot of them were still slow from the retreating winter and their hibernation, as long as he didn’t make himself a threat they never seemed to see him as one. He tried to ignore the pang i...

Fresh to life, emerging in the watery slush of a fading winter, Drift was experiencing spring for the first time. Life was already tumultuous so far, hatching in an empty nest, avoiding half-starved adults and trying to scrape enough food together to fill her small belly. As the weather grew warmer the snow she had grown accustomed to was vanishing to reveal a brown-ish carpet of plants, weedy and deprived from the thick white blanket that had covered them. Drif...