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                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...

Saskia wandered on now-familiar roads and slinked between narrow alleyways of the abandoned cityscapes. Passing the skeletal frames of an old bus stop with its informational signs rendered unintelligible by rust and decay, she gave it little attention in her slow walk. You could hardly call it patrolling as Sergeant ordered her to, but more like a lazy, absent-minded stroll. She wouldn’t have it any other way. It’...

The air was dry, and the sun held high over Isla Kela. From the rim of the crater, the scene ahead looked stunning and paradoxically beautiful. The lake appears to be a wide mirror that sits in a shallow dish, reflecting the sky in an onslaught of swirling colours, its image sprinkled with masses of white and pink. From a distance, the smell of acid and death doesn’t reach far enough to warn those planning on journeying through. The closer one got, the more apparent it was that this ...

                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.     �...