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The dry and dusty landscapes definitely weren’t Rixx’s favourite terrain. Reliable sources of water are near non-existent and the only food of interest to him are either dead, dry, far too bitter shrubs or spiny, thorned succulents- neither being to his taste. Rather not even mention the hardy and headstrong predators that seem to feel more than comfortable in these jagged and dry climates. Even if he insists he isn’t made for this terrain, the dusty brown styraco blends into thi...

The loud sound of leathery flapping wings filled the air, the shadows from the two Tropeognathus casting shadows down on the trio below. Egret squinted up at them with a scowl on his face, shaking his short feathers out. Beside him Trico was nudging Hoarfrost onwards, the hatchling complaining but going along with it. “Are we almost there yet?” Egret called up to Daybreak and Inkblotch, scowling when he got no response. Typical. The pair of flyers had been l...

Crossing Paths Stellamaris -  889 and Rosewater - 706 1,638 words   It had been a while since Stella had ventured inland from her home by the sea. She liked her home. It was usually cooler than it was inland, and it seemed to her that there were less carnivores about. Of course, there was less food, too, but she had learned to make do. Her whole herd had. The last time she had been ...

Not a Drill- (June 2024)- Lyra Writing by: Lil Monster Da gallery: https://www.deviantart.com/xxinsanenightmarexx/gallery Word count: 800+ Dino’s Included: Lyra (5019) The sound of waves crashing against the rocky edge of the ocean’s tide pools echoed across ...