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Being with someone is always better than being against them. One would never know if or when they would need the help again. Such turmoil is bad for anyone as well. Fighting was not always an answer, either.This is why Nightingale wanted to assist the Queen in repairing the walls of the dome to make sure nothing from the sea comes in. Whe...

Water was something Nightingale had always been drawn to since she was tiny hatchling. The smell, the taste, the feeling; it all felt natural to her. Even though she was not an aquatic species. It still had some sort of soft spot within her heart and soul. Perhaps it was linked with Atlanteans in general or she may have just quite a unique dinosaur roaming the world. Rumors had been spreading throughout the islands about Atlanteans going something with the dinosaurs. Including Nig...

What an odd duo – a carnivore conversing with an omnivore was rather odd. Granted they would have one thing in common. The food is sometimes consumed. Nightingale the Cryo, never wanted to disappoint anyone because that is something that made her think of her mother. Someone who was not so nice. Whereas Berlioz the Pachy, was always observant and wanted to be the most fastest messenger. Ever!It was around mid-morning, nearly noon, and one c...

Words were spread across the lands that tributes needed to be made for the court or else something bad may occur. It made every life frantic in trying to figure out what to do.There needed to be tributes paid to the court so everyone would be on good terms with the court. However, who was to say whether it was really a good or bad thing.Nightingale has heard about an abandoned castle somewhere in the middle of the isles. She was terrible at directions but could figure ...

There was news through the grapevine within the isles that there was something special going on. The court was looking for dinosaurs with special skill sets and that they would need to demonstrate said skill.Out of curiosity, Nightingale was wondering what she could provide. Her mind raced as she trekked through the forest and into an opening of a variety of floral. The colors and smells of the flowers tickled her nostrils as her mind exploded with ideas.Various though...

The birds singing melodious tunes while other creatures within the lands were minding their own businesses and doing their own daily tasks. Even the simplest of herbivores, Styracosaurus types, were grazing on various greeneries.One nearly had blended in with the landscape itself with the browns and greens coloring throughout their bodies. The fawn marking, in particular, allowed for him to stand out a bit more than normal. The bright green eyes blinked, fluttering ope...

As usual, Nightingale was always seen wandering near the shoreline. This time, the weather was cloudy. The air was cool and the breeze was warm. Clouds were a bit dark, almost indicating that a storm was going to be in the near future.While Nightingale had been venturing along the path. The path, which, was majority sand and some areas of grassy patches with trees for coverage if there was too much sun or protection from rain. It was an easy trek for her and she appreciated nature...

Nightingale always had a curiosity to her life. Now that she was an adult, she felt more confident and comfortable with her life. She was able to do things her own way and figure out things that worked best for herself.One of Nightingale’s favorite things to do was be near the water, or even in the water. There was just something about water she was drawn to. Quite strange, really. Being a Cryolophosaurus, water was the least of their interests. At least, from how her parents ra...

Nightingale was just waking up from her slumber. Standing upright, she stretched her legs, toes and fingers as far as out as they could reach. Shaking her skull, side to side, she let out a roar of a yawn. Oops, hopefully no one nearby thought she was trying to make a threat; she thought to herself. She did not realize how deep of a sleep she had from the night before. Laid up under some large ferns and used some of the broken off fern leaves as her makeshift bedding for ...

It was midday, the sun glowing above as a Cryo had been hustling around the sands of the beach. Swimming the morning away. She was drawn to the water’s edge, more than a normal Cryolophosaurus, typically would be near the waters. The smell of the ocean filled her nose and lungs. The coolness was nice.  The tide was slowly teasing the shore’s edge as the waves of water swayed to and fro.Nightingale was at peace. Closing her eyes momentarily, she was enjoying the time alone. He...

The islands were calm, and everything seemed to be normal. Life was pretty… boring. At least, it was thought to be that way except for a small hatchling named Nightingale, of the cryolophosaurus variety. She had been snoozing calmly and curled up in the den. Matted down ferns merely stuck to the dirt and grass strands within the den. Sleeping soundly, till she was rudely awakened by her mother. The den was within a deep trunk of a dead tree that appeared to be way higher than th...

“Ah, atta girl. Keep low. You’ve got this.”Those words rummaging through the young Cryolocolophosaurus stood by another’s side. It was her father. She had a uniquely close bond to him. Who would not want to be close to another like themselves, named Frog. Of all creatures. Then again, her name was Nightingale. So melodious and precious.The air was thick, like a sauna due to the rainfall for the days prior. It felt like it was never going to end...