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As they began to grow, the raptor twins were outgrowing their hatchling stomping grounds. They felt like two big fish in a small pond, cramped by the lack of sizable food and the competition only being other scrawny youngsters. The cruelty of the outside world was unknown to them, so one day they simply decided to wander out of their wooded haven and find their fortune in the city that surrounded it. The rats and voles they caught in the park were starting to no...

Equinox blew sand from his snout as he withdrew his head from the sand. The beach had yet to yield any treasures from his persistent digging but he wasn't quite ready to give up yet. "Find anything?" he barked down the beach to his proteges.  "Nothing!" Drift called back, frustration clear in her voice. "Found something, not sur...

Quil had found another secret spot to show Cherry and both raptors were hustling through the streets of the Sunken City to reach it before the sun went down and the tide cut them off. Cherry was struggling to keep up but she didn't want to slow Quil down so she stayed quiet and wheezed along behind her. At least the sun was beginning to set, letting her see a little more clearly in the dark. It was still in that murky stage between day and night but that suited ...

The Cryo siblings had been walking for a long time before they reached the entrance of the dome. Following the trail of the Oviraptors had led them down from the Highlands and zigzagged across the island before eventually landing them in front of man made tunnels that burrowed under the surface of the sea. They had waited a while at the entrance, crouched behind the rocks and drizzled with sea spray until they saw not just Oviraptors emerge, but others of their ...

When the sun rose the next morning, it failed to wake the three raptors curled in their makeshift nest. Instead, the building sheltered them and allowed them a few more hours of uninterrupted rest until Dexter blinked awake around midday. He gently extracted himself from the cuddle pile and climbed down the shelving rack until his claws touched the cool concrete floor. He walked out of the back room to see the sun streaming through the broken glass storefront, a...

Dacia kept a brisk pace, her pursuers were close by and she couldn't afford to slow down. The heavy footfalls of other Styracasaurus followed her through the winding tunnels, looking for her. The sunlight hit her face suddenly, briefly blinding her before she fluttered her eyes, letting her adjust to the light. When she could see, she saw a pit before her, only descending slightly more, with most of its volume far above her head. If she looked up, a difficult ta...

Long, winding tunnels had led her to the dense jungle under the water, following the reversed tracks of little Oviraptor claws all the way to their entrance. The structure was visibly human, their metal slabs were everywhere and nothing in this dome smelled natural, not even the plants. At the very least, she assumed it was a dome, the little she could see of the ceiling had curved gently upwards, implying some kind of rounded shape to the structure. The humidit...

"You see this?" Quil asked her companion, her head twitching as she tried to contemplate the sight in front of her. "I can't see much," Cherry reminded her patiently, trying her best to keep up. "What are we looking at?" Quil put an arm around Cherry's shoulders and gently turned her to face the direction she was looking. "Can you see that big white building, it's half sunk...

Living with a full functional pack left little for the hatchlings to worry about. With time, they grew into strong young juveniles on a steady diet provided to them by the adults, all the while learning to hunt themselves. Sooner than they realised, they were joining in on hunts and helping to feed the next generation of strays that Peaches swore she wouldn't take in.  Bigger and bolder, they could hold their own in most fights and were now capable of holding t...

Hatching solo wasn't uncommon on the Kiama Isles; a lot of eggs simply rolled away from the nest, were stolen or were rescued from ravaged areas by good samaritans. The important thing for a lone hatchling was to find your place in the world as fast as possible. For most hatchlings, this meant finding a group to stay safe in, to find someone slower than you that could take the fall if you ran into trouble if you were uncharitable and someone to trust with your l...