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The third day of servitude brought something new for the trio- the first two days had been interesting with them trapped inside of the compound of Atlantis, doing various tasks for the court. And while the first two days were filled with fear and awe at the circumstances they found themselves in… it quickly wore off. This place was pretty boring when you were trapped there as a “guest”. The walls might have been pretty, but once you looked past the neatly ...

Oboe and Bassoon had been in service of the count of Atlantis for many days and nights now. The curious pair had heard of rumors of an underwater dome filled with strange creatures and plants- and hadn’t been able to resist. They had flown right into the walls of Atlantis- and had instantly been arrested. Thankfully the court was merciful- instead of treating them as spies or attackers and having them killed or thrown into a cell somewhere, they were offered a...

It was night in the jungle- night in Atlantis. Scouts and guards alike hurried inside the walls, unnerved and not willing to stay outside. There had been rumors going around of intruders from the outside, angry about the invasion of their home and willingness for revenge. Rumor had it that one member had been caught and imprisoned by the court- and while that filled some with relief, many were doubtful. Unease and mistrust had been growing in the halls of Atlant...

 Morning in Atlantis was unlike morning on the surface. The sun didn't quite rise- because there was no sun. Instead, the still working parts of the artificial sky jerkily lightened in quick brusts- resulting in quite an abrupt awakening.  Of course, Mary and Mintee were not woken by the fake sky- still tucked away deep in their “guest house” (cell). They were instead waken by the loud banking sound of something large slamming against their door before shoving it open. “Wake up...

Every year, for a few weeks like clockwork, the fish would appear. No one knew quite why or how they did it, but fish would travel their way up through rushing rivers to spawn in the deep inland pools of the island. These were no ordinary fish either- mutated long ago by the same company that had decided to bring back dinosaurs, they were huge and powerful. And they made a great meal for those willing to fight for it.   ...

The place they were given to sleep was… lackluster, to put it nicely. A room on the outskirts of the facility, broken down and dripping from old pipes. It had been barely big enough for Mary and Mintee to squeeze into, and Oboe had to roost among the rafters. And on top of all that, a guard had been stationed outside of their room. But at least the doors had been slid shut to give them some privacy (or keep them locked in, Mary thought grimly.  ...

It had been several seasons since the trio of two suchomimus and utahraptor had met for the first time. Their encounters were rare, as they lead extremely different lives- Fable spent her time with her family in her home far inland, and 5827 and Eshei spent their time with their respective packs out on the waters edge. Still, they would regularly run into each other, back at the pond where they had first met as a kind of escape from the world around them when th...

The soft sand of the shore was uncomfortable against Fables feathers as she wiggled across the ground, pale feathers quickly taking on the grainy texture. Fable huffed, shaking herself off as she stood. The juvenile had come to the nearby lake to spend some time to herself, away from her family- instead, she was quickly realizing just how boring it was to be alone for hours on end.   The waters of the river po...

The gates swung open wide, creaking and groaning and covered in plants but working. Mintee and Mary stepped back in shock, and Oboe let out a confused squawk at the sight that greeted them. A large, muscled herbivore stood on the other side of the gate, looking down at them with a harsh expression. The mysterious herbivore was one none of them had ever seen before. It was a hadrosaurus, similar to Mintee and Mary, but… different. Much bigger and more muscular,...

The trio padded again across the soft, muddy floor of the jungle- well, 2 padded. Snowshoe walked carefully, keeping her wings close to her side. Even after growing up in the jungle, she never really got used to the mud and dangerous plants.    Flurry stomped around behind her, the white albertosaurus having an even harder time with the uneven and slippery terrain. Already she had almost slipped and fell flat...