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Atlantis was always quiet in its illusion of night. Despite the fact that it was miles and miles under sea level, the dome did a decent job at mimicking the real day-night cycle. But some things failed to change with the digital skies- the temperature never dipped away from its humid stickiness, and there was no fresh breeze to whisk away the stench of a musky, muddy jungle.   Under the cover of darkness, figu...

“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 court had been… decent hosts. Or at least, that was the nicest thing Apis could call them. She had been less than thrilled with the treatment she had gotten so far- shoved in a cage, interroaged by giant herbivores and much smaller ones with armor, and then shoved out this gate on a mission to gather rare herbs. The cryolophosaurus grumped, nosing at the bag strapped to her hip. Her two other companions seemed less than thrilled- a green utahraptor with sh...

The halls of Atlantis were cold and unfriendly to outsiders. Mary plodded around, a large sack held in her beak. The residents avoided her, oviraptor scouts slipping past her with yelps of fear, and the guards and court giving her disgruntled looks. The parasaurolophus sighed. Working up trust was going decently, at least. Beforehand the reactions had been much more extreme, and the tasks had been much worse. Today she had been tasked with bringing produce to th...

How had it come to this? The three couldnt help but wonder as they stared across the adoring crowd, the people of Atalants cheering and roaring their names while the Queen loomed ahead. Flurry, Snowshoe, and Oboe had come down here on a mission. For Flurry and Oboe, it was to discover the source of these new plants, and for Snowshoe it was to rediscover home after an unfortunate encounter led her to bumping her head and losing her memory. It had been tough for t...