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Atlantis was everything their mother had described it to be, a green hell with glass ceilings and an endless pit of greenery to be swallowed in. Brambles stood up on the nearest elevated plain, barely a cliff against the side of the leaning banyan trees. No matter how she squinted or tilted her head, a path didn't reveal itself amongst the foliage. She growled to herself and walked down from the ledge, back down to the siblings she had brought as cannon fodder....

With Agnus' declaration the doors to the side of the hall opened and a line of Oviraptors hurried out. Each one carried a platter of food, some open to the air and others covered in cloches to conceal their contents. Kaiwi watched with interest as the Iguanodons' gangly servants placed plate after plate onto the long table, loading it to a degree where the table looked like it should be groaning under the weight. When they had crammed as much food and drink onto...

Kaiwi rolled over as he woke up, almost flailing at the amount of room he had to reach out. That’s right, he had been given a proper room instead of a cell overnight after finishing up his gardening work the previous day. He sat up to look through the small window, an improvement on his windowless cell but still seemed bleak and claustrophobic. He was really missing his apartment at this point, but according to the guards he could go home after this whole banq...

When Lego pushed her way through a thicket of plants and held it back for the raptor trio, they ducked under her tail in a hurry, not wanting to keep her long. In the rush, Thistle ran straight into what felt like a tree trunk, a warm, fluffy tree trunk. Her head shot up and kept going up until it was craned back to finally see the face of whoever or whatever she had walked into. A black and white dinosaur stood before her, four legs, towering like a Shuno would...

Fearn walked the halls of the Court's main building with an encroaching sense of disgust. The Iguanodons had been so haughty and lording it over her and the other surface dwellers; she had expected their home to be less filthy! The clearing in the jungle that served as the court's main base of operations had been bad enough, the plants grew out of control and the nesting areas were in complete disarray, but the indoors were a different story entirely. Fearn wrin...

The environment of the Atlantean dome was hostile to fliers, the plants grew too close, the air was heavy and lacked a current. Every flap of the wings was strenuous and it felt like the air was fighting against your wings, not catching and lifting you the way it did above ground. It had gotten to the point where Graupel and Vanta were hopping from tree to tree to avoid having to strain themselves in this hostile environment. ...

The foliage of Atlantis' jungle began to shake violently. The leaves rustled viciously against each other like furious bugs swarming, chelicerae clicking and wings chafing. It was the only sound that filled the ears of the traveling dinosaurs until one of them finally snapped. "Sunny!" Luna hissed, "Stop shaking!" The large ochre Cryo clasped his claws anxiously as his trembling body continued to make the leaves dance...

"Last day, inmate!" a deep but cheerful voice woke Kaiwi from his slumber. As he stretched and yawned, he was surprised to see the call had come from Mantell, looking more friendly than he had ever seen him before. Even Guerilla had shifted out of his perma-scowl and was humming some song under his breath. "You two are in a good mood, do I dare ask why?" he asked as he joined them outside of his cell. ...

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...

The three raptors bristled as they were shoved roughly into the centre of the court. This clearing was filled to the brim with Iguanodons, mostly armed and glaring in their direction. At the head of the court, a crested Iguanodon, regal looking with his majestic black and white feathers. "Step forward," Blackmist demanded. Khan sneered, showing his teeth and planting his feet into the ground. With a sweep of his tail,...

Mantell and Guerilla led Kaiwi out through the halls of the buildings until they finally stepped out into the artificial sunlight. They were in the middle of the large clearing the Court of Atlantis called home. The treeline of the lush jungle was still visible but the threat of the vicious plants was far enough away that Kaiwi could smooth his prickling feathers. He really didn't enjoy the thought of making his way back through the jungle to get home, as much a...

"Keep it moving, prisoner!" the grey Iguanodon barked at Kaiwi, shoving him forward. From eavesdropping in his cell, the raptor knew this one was called Guerilla and the smaller green one was called Mantell. They weren't very chatty with him, so he resorted to leaning his ear against the wall and listening as hard as he could through the stone wall. His cellmate, Amethyst, had been l;ed out at the same time as him but in the opposite direction and he was already...

The jungle of Atlantis was never silent, some kind of bug was always chirping and singing along to the rustling of the leaves in the artificial breeze. Now though, another noise had entered the soundscape of Atlantis, a faint whisper that you had to strain your ears to hear. It was the sound of rushing water, indicating the fabled waterfall was drawing nearer. The trio of young raptors were following the Euoplo they had managed to befriend with a dramatic displa...

Kaiwi stretched as the first morning light began to stream through his window. Another day in paradise. He stepped out onto his balcony for his usual morning routine when movement caught his eye. A pair of strange looking raptors with keratin crests darted across the street, ducking into the bushes. One had a dark grey body with bright white banding and a white crest while the other was smaller, unfeathered and a dull brown in colour with a bright splash of gree...

"Do you think we'll actually find something?" Thistle asked curiously, ducking into the small opening of the seaside caves.  "If we're ever going to find them, it'll be here," Foxglove insisted. She was leading the small pack into the winding, musty tunnels of the cave, careful to avoid the patches of slippery algae that flourished here during high tide. The pink raptor was well aware of the tides, knowing they had l...

The birds of the Dead City greeted the rising sun with their enthusiastic trills and chirps, like they were serenading the star into orbit. Nox always enjoyed waking up to that sound and he wondered if the little birds thought they were the ones putting the sun in the sky every morning. He hoped they did, they deserved the ego boost for being at the bottom of the food chain. He stretched, his feathers fanning out as every inch of him tensed and relaxed, waking h...