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It was just another spring day for a young sty. Meaning the young bachelor was sleeping the morning away, letting his body bake in the sun. It wasn’t quite warm enough to just enjoy the change of season on the go. Pinecones stretched his body, scrapping his face against the grass and dirt. But, in his lazy antics, there was a sudden flush of cold against the side of his face.   With a snort of a alarm, he ro...

It was a fine day in late summer on Isla Kela. Strong rains had just fell across the island yesterday, leading the plants across the land a nice and lush green color, which contrasted against the deep blue sky. A herd of Styracosaurus, returning to the lowlands after the storm, had kept to higher ground to avoid potential flash flooding. A concern given much more weight given the newly added members of their herd: A large clutch of hatchlings.  ...