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6316: Snowdrop

“So let me get this straight.” Mary lashed her tail, pacing from side to side in the abandoned warehouse that the rebels had apparently set in. Her wounds and bruises ached, and she couldn't help but send a glare towards the red iguanodon sitting in the center of the room. It was quite a tight fit with all of them- Flurry and Oboe were sat in the far corner, the tapejara nestled into the albertosaurus’s feathers and angrily glaring at the large herbivore. ...

The mission was not a new one, Mary knew as she led her small team across the rushing river. Water tugged and pulled at her feathers like sharp teeth, but she was far too large now to be pushed down by a relatively shallow river.    Above her in the sky Oboe flapped, black and white wings giving her the ability to completely skip the challenge of making her way through the river. Even then the tapejara seemed...

A trio of flying dinosaurs- tapejara- soar over the ruins of a human settlement, searching for the mysterious ‘oviraptor’ dinosaurs that they've heard other dinosaurs talk about. Bassoon, a dark feathered tapejara with bright white markings along his face, leads the way. Teacup, a sandy brown shaggy tapejara with blue markings along his wings and face follow...