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6211: Paradise

The occurrence of the strange new flora that had begun to sprout across the Kiama Islands was strange, and something every dinosaur on the islands noticed. The talk spreading even between herbivores and carnivores who would in most cases usually not interact so freely, or with so little caution. But these new plants were a problem. A nuisance in some cases, a hazard in others. Vines that tangled and consumed massive swathes of the average food of the local herbi...

The arch was buzzing with activity by the time the strange pack reached it. Larry had been checking over his shoulder for hours to ensure his little proteges were still following and he could feel his shoulders lumping with relief as the other Oviraptors came into view. A brightly coloured male was standing on the outskirts and sorting seeds into bags when he perked up and noticed the approaching dinosaurs. "Larry! Yo...

                Paradise stopped in his tracks, arms full of the berries that he’d hoarded from the curious trio of carnivores the previous day. He had saved most of what he’d taken from Tobias, Apocrypha, and Kallista so that he could plant them around the isles along with all the rest of the seeds he had been told to plant.                 But before him was a Utahraptor, pale yellow but with black eating away at her feathers. He quickly crouched dow...

                The feather that Kallista had brought back to Apocrypha had proven to be of some use. How, exactly, Kallista had zero idea. The Albertosaur had taken the feather and put it with others that belonged to various species, trying to feel for where it apparently belonged. But none spoke to Apocrypha, none called out that the oddly colored yellow and blue feather was their sister or brother.                 The feather was alone.     Â...