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Somewhere on the coast of the Kiama Isles Apis and Chlorophyll stood in the sand staring out to the open water. Chlorophyll was squinting, determined as he scanned the horizon for any sign of a disturbance. Humors had floated through the trees, so many that it caught his attention- and then he saw the first oviraptor. That was when he knew he needed to know more, so he asked, and he asked, and he asked...

Dawn arrived slowly in the densest portions of the jungle. Goldhour showered through the trees for an exceptionally long time, rousing howlers and birds that eventually joined the chorus of the song that was the background cacophony of the jungle. Amongst the canopy, tucked in the towering crown of a kapok, two tapejara were also slowly rousing themselves. The two unfurled themselves from their make-shift nest they’d spent the night in. Next followed a series ...