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Blitz was down on his luck, to say the least. Not that his luck had ever run good, but it had somehow gotten worse as of late. That was about to change though, he could feel it. That feeling might have just been his stomach though. He’d heard rumors of a carnival going on, some kind of party with food and games. He was interested in the food. Between the winter and the war, food had started getting a little dicey. Especially for old lone bulls like him. He’d gotten by for a little while ...

It was a quiet evening on the docks. The recent unseasonable snow, while beautiful, had quickly lost its novelty as it piled up everywhere. Alleys were left impassible to all but the most determined. Fresh water had frozen over and the wind howled down the streets. Those drafts of angry, biting air seeped into everything. It made going out a chore. Not to mention the crunchy wet sludge underfoot that bit at the skin, and left Cavalli’s joints aching. He always ached, of course. That had sta...

Boone tilted his head as he and Cassidy—all that remained of his once fine band of outlaws and misfits after the war with the Atlanteans—entered into the grounds of what he’d heard some of the grey-muzzles call a ‘museum’. He eyed their surroundings, trying to watch for signs of danger. The museum was one with the large shining birds—planes he’d heard them called—the humans had left behind, and there were more than enough places for an ambush. His gaze fell on one of those pla...

“C’mon Cav!” Corax called back over his shoulder, pausing to wait for his friend. Several paces behind lumbered a truly intimidating form. Cavalli was huge. Like really huge. Corax barely came up to the other male’s shoulder, and with the armor plating, Cavalli looked like something out of a hatchling’s worst nightmare. He wasn’t, Cavalli was probably one of the sweetest dinos that Corax knew, but he sure did look the part. Between his dark f...

Blitz usually stayed far away from the beach. He hated all of the sand. For starters, it made it so much more difficult to run. He sank into it and couldn't run as fast. After living his whole life on the plains, chasing down prey and generally being able to outrun anything bigger than him, the idea of being slowed was daunting. Beyond that, it stuck to everything and ended up everywhere. So he didn't go. Well, not until now. It had all started a few weeks ago. He had come across some ...

Crossing Paths Stellamaris -  889 and Rosewater - 706 1,638 words   It had been a while since Stella had ventured inland from her home by the sea. She liked her home. It was usually cooler than it was inland, and it seemed to her that there were less carnivores about. Of course, there was less food, too, but she had learned to make do. Her whole herd had. The last time she had been ...

Y'all Means All Cavalli - 5367 901 words ---- Cavalli picked his way through the city he called home. Others stayed away from his part of the city, claiming that it was haunted. When he was younger, he’d found that silly. He'd never seen any spirits or anything like that. It wasn't until he was older that he realized the stories were about ...