Timidbutler

Ever since the doors had been opened..It was something that had breathed life back into the stale air of the labs. Many of the distant family that lived with Snake That Bites Back/Snakebite down on level two had wanted and had left to explore the outside world.  The young Albertosaurus had experienced the strange new creatures that had pretty much decided to explore her home like it was a puzzle to the world.. It really was to these outsiders. But she honestly felt it wrong for them to come here, to disturb the order the three lab species had made home. But she was in the mindset of the old ways. Ways that were slowly falling to the cracks of the new theories others had spoken of. She couldn't stand for her pack's ways to just erode away from existence.  It wasn't until an elder, practically a distant great great grandma, spoke to her. Something along the lines, this what the pack needed; a chance to finally find better food, maybe even easier food to nourish the pack and the event

A hand was grasped upon a crunchy, brown bush stem, with a younger-looking pachy depicted in the water in front of her. Hyacinth gazed down on it fondly, several tears dropping onto the waves of the small pond. She could have gone herself...She could have been. She could have.  If's & Ands...To dwell on such dark matters. Her life was full of them, difficult decisions. Always about the eggs that could have hatched, about putting herself to the danger that could have ended her life so swiftly.  Would she have been so walled up in her sternness, hiding those fragile emotions from the world? Hidden within her sanctum of regrets?  'If only I had not left the Sanctuary. . ' Could she have been a better mother for her girl? If things had not gone the way they had gone?  Setting the piece of grass down, she picked another branch with little green buds. Of course, a much younger self is presented in the image. A couple of itty bitty bundles beneath her feet. A tired, yet happy expression

The changing of seasons really comes and goes. Many like Tesran the Utahraptor experience something new; allergies.  For the young purple utah, the scent and pollen of pinecones only became his problem. Being near these little pokey cones irritated his eyes, causing them to water. The pollen seeping from the smaller cones made his skin itch, raised hives erupting over his arms and legs that made him want to lick the affected areas to try to soothe himself. Tesran made an irritated chirp, ‘ this soooo sucks!’. He eventually moved away from the area; with cause and effect, sent his issues away.  He looked back towards the area he had just left. He had never in his life experienced such a bodily fit from being around some seeds. Was it the seeds themselves? He wasn't sure how it could happen when he didn't even touch the cone shaped spikey items. So weird to him.  But he wanted to investigate it further? How can a tiny little thing cause him so much pain and itching??? What was the

When you're born into the fiery lands of a volcano. One would think you'd become close to the fiery marks left by the very fires that erupted along the mountain. The sooty colored herbivore looked above her at the mountain that spewed fiery rock from the bowels of the earth it rose from. The stinging of the recently acquired burn across her back was a sign of the hardship of a life here. Burns were a common necessity; a reminder of the life one has fallen into for this extreme environment. Even if Charr got new burns from the falling rocks that fell from the sky.  The worst of the burns had come when she had taken a nap during the day ... Even with the molten environment; sunburns didn't seem to be an oddity. With the darker colored herbivore taking the time out of her day to rest, the sun's rays graced her skin with a high UV element, considering the hot and dry environment, it made the rays more effective at creating the sun burn patches left by being out in the sun for too