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Viper gazed at the group of adolescents standing before her with an impassive expression. She walked slowly from the right to the left of the line, never taking her eyes off her offspring for a moment. This time, her usual maternal tenderness had been replaced by coldness and emotionless calculation. The adult female scrutinised each of her young, assessing their physical condition and behaviour. Her clutch was certainly no longer just a bunch of defenceless, inexperienced hatchlings – each...

Barracuda, still completely lost in a blissful slumber, rolled onto his other side, nestling up against one of his brothers. The male sighed, opening and closing his eyes again and again – he himself did not yet know whether he wanted to shake off his sleep or maybe just sink back into it. The cryolophosaurus lay in the centre of a rocky cave, carefully lined with soft grass, leaves and small twigs, forming a comfortable mattress on the floor. He was not alone here – lying beside h...

Viper raised her head, thoughtfully drawing in the crisp morning air through her nostrils. She had to make sure there were no dangers lurking in the shadows ahead that might threaten her and her clutch. Fortunately, she detected no alarming scents. When the female took a step forward and, with a slow, subtle movement, glanced behind her, she signalled to the rest that the path was clear. At that very moment, the bushes behind her shook with the commotion swirling within them. From amon...

It was another sunny day as usual for Nero and her herd, the tiny styra waking up within the embrace of her granddam Oceania, had been curled up within the elder's comforting touch. Had fallen asleep from her and her grandsire Chrome telling her stories of her sire was as a young hatchling. How chaotic he was and always up to trouble, nothing like Nero, the hatchling content with sticking by her family's sides whether that be of her direct parents or her various...