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The sun was high and the air, moist, humid, unbearable to some but to this fluffy little group it was actually quite comfortable. Pebble took charge at the front while Tilly and Latte strayed a bit further behind. The Oviraptor was more curious than the others one could say, her gaze stuck on the rocks of the cave they were entering surrounding them. Her distraction though would cause a small hindrance as Tilly not noticing bumped into her by mistake.    “Sorry about that!â€...

A tumble of rocks, a kick of sand, a dust ball in the air, and the joyous laughter of a dinosaur having a lot of fun near the sandy beach and the ocean water right across. Pebble on the other hand was a bit more hesitant, shy, scared even. Fear filled him. He was a lot smaller than most utahraptors he knew, and his small size unfortunately contributed to his large fear. Of what? Everything. Latte could not read the ro...

Moss had always been a curious Trope, some would say, a little too curious for her own good. She zipped and zoomed through the brush of the abandoned city, spinning and flying through broken windows as she did little tricks for only her own eyes to see. She laughed in joy, echoing through the walls and empty alleyways, reminding her she’s completely alone here. She scoffed at the lone thought that tingled in her hea...