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It is the closing days of summer, that hinterland after the solstice where the darker nights draw in but the heat lingers during the waking hours. The frolics and adventures had been had and now was the time to be lazy and try to hold onto those precious sunlit days before autumn arrives. No matter how much we want it to slow down though, life doesn’t stop for the summer… Two gangly and threadbare creatures move between shade patches at the fringes of a large open grassland. You’...

The sun hung high, and the rim of the islands was once again flooded with summer heat. Shallow waves lapped at the sandy shores, and seafowl circled up ahead, squawking and yelling, ready to harass any unfortunate soul for even a scrap of food. For any land-locked fools, noon wasn’t the time to play at the beach. The sand was scorching hot thanks to the sun’s brutal rays, and there wasn’t anything worth risking burning their feet besides reaching the refre...

                As soon as they were called out, Apocrypha tiled her head while Kallista shifted her weight from wing-arm to wing-arm nervously.                 “I am Apocrypha, and this is Kallista. We are here with Frankie. We received an invitation to be here from Sela.” The Albertosaur said, and gave a small bow of her head, Kallista following suit. Frankie watched the pair and just frowned, knowing full well the small show of subservience would on...

                “Promise you won’t say anything weird. The Court doesn’t seem like the type that would enjoy talk of spirits and talking trees.” Kallista asked and gave a look up at Apocrypha.                 The Albertosaur smiled, amused at the look of actual concern on the Trope’s face, and gave a soft nod, “I promise. I’ll let you do the talking.”                 Frankie followed behind the two as they walked. The ...

The next step was down in the mines, much to Kaiwi's chagrin. He was permitted a night in his cell to rest before the same two guards woke him up abruptly for another day of labour. "Am I nearly out yet?" he asked acerbicly. Guerilla sighed, clearly tired of the raptor. "Soon, couple more tasks left," he grunted.  "You'll let me...

                In some ways, Blight thought of himself as lucky compared to his brother. He had only known his birthmother for a few days whereas Relic had known his mother for a solid month before he had gotten lost.                 There were nights when Blight would hear Relic crying. His breath would go from normal to ragged and shuddering as he attempted to hide his pain. The leaves that made up his nest would gently rattle together as he shivered, w...

“But what do you have for us? You walk in here blindly in a pack and expect to just be allowed wherever you want to go? I’m not sure where you came from, but your sharp teeth mean nothing here.”                 Relic glanced over at Blight as Guerilla, the gray and black Iguanodon before them, said with a wicked smirk. The three other Iguanodons around him laughed at the sheer thought. The audacity of the two Acros and the single Carno!       ...

This location in the jungle was strange, for sure. Deerlegs hummed as she approached the steel walls. They had long been built by man, and soon after reclaimed by the underwater jungle they had seen fit to make. The dotted pachycephalosaurus noted the two Euoplocephalus standing guard at the gate, but felt no stress- they had already gotten past several on their quest.   Embargo stood back and to the side, pur...