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                “Man. I don’t wanna have to tell him. He’s always like…such a buzzkill. He’s so angry.” Waverunner groaned, following behind his brother anyway as they walked upstream.                 “Well I asked for help last time and if I ask for help this time he’s probably going to want something. He’s going to want something anyway, he always does. But at least if you ask, it shouldn’t be too high of a price. In theory.” Riptid...

                It was always dicey on who Tempest would run into whenever he went through the cities. Most of the time it was no one that would cause alarm, most dinosaurs out and about during the day were rather friendly. But sometimes he’d come across the more aggressive individuals. And that seemed to be the case for the day.                 The dark gray colored hide he had spotted from afar seemed familiar, and as he stopped to look the Cryolophosa...

                Spring had come like a freight train with no breaks at full speed through winter. There had been no gradual build to the warmer days, the greener grass, the days of rain. It had, instead, been snowing one day and then the next day all the snow had melted and the sun was beating down on the isle. Which is what had brought Eos and Snowbird down to the sparse forest that butted up against the ocean.                 The mountains were still too...

                Spring was one of Clerics two favorite months. The cold chill of winter was still there, but more tolerable. Grass was at its greenest. Water was at its clearest. And everyone was just happy to be out of the winter months.                 Or, most of everyone was happy to be out of the winter months.                 Cleric and Frankie had gone further inland for the day, wanting to go and see what all they could find t...

               The trip back to the coast wasn’t too bad. The night Cleric had broke down in Frankie’s arms was one of her more rough days. But she also knew that whenever she hit that valley, she’d come back up again. Sometimes, all anyone needed was a good cry. She’d shaken off the events in the city that night, and when she woke up the following morni...

               Frankie knew his sister had been angry for a few days at that point. She’d gone back to being quiet. Right when he thought for sure he was making some headway with her and her unwillingness to tolerate people. But something had happened, and the current snow situation wasn’t helping. ...

 “Not to rush you or anything. But the eggs are hatching.” Apocrypha tilted her head up when she heard the statement. The black and gold Tropeo gliding down and spoke just as she was about to land on the back of the much larger Albertosaurus. Apocrypha’s eyes widened, heart racing at the news as she looked back down at the fresh kill she’d been feeding off of....

“We didn’t need them anyway! We’re fine on our own. We still have the moms, too! And! You have me, and I’ve got you. So they don’t matter.” Frankie snarled back at Clerk, baring his teeth as they made the trip back through the forest and to the farm where Apocrypha and Kalli had hatched him and his sister. Cleric was trailing after him, her tail drooping and her head down slightly.     ...

Frankie had never been one to worry about his sister too much. Cleric was strong willed, she was hatched that way. She didn’t mind being on her own, and oftentimes when they had been younger she preferred to figure things out on her own and barely asked for help. And of course there were times Frankie would help her without being asked, and other times where he’d make a big deal out of it to get a rise out of her. The pair were thick as thieves even now as adolescents. But ever sin...