What use was standing against a kingdom on the verge of environmental collapse? That was something that had crossed the young purple raptor's mind. The aid was needed, especially considering the amount of water accessing the dome. Tesran slowly walked to the iguanodon queen, promptly bowing before the queen in her own right. Even with his time in imprisonment, he was a stranger to these strange herbivores.
" I wish to help. . The kingdom here needs more claws to help with the impending waters. Please allow me to help you in your endeavor, Queen Rhys of Atlantis. "
Tesran spoke clearly, despite the nervousness in his voice. Many eyes were watching the young predator, both from other iguanodons and the Queen's loyal primates. He peeked a shy white eye at the imposing purple-faced queen. Her feathered head is above his small form, peering down at him with eyes that shone with a light gold color in the shadows of her large form. The young queen nodded.
" You are small, but even in
A lone male pheasant flew into the sky slowly blushing into a mixture of reds and oranges, followed by the slow simmering cream, the sun setting to the west of the islands. Dusk quickly approached, dancing along the darkening of the night to come. It’d be more than a few hours before the night could be called upon, but creatures stirred within their burrows and began the slow descent to foraging. Some larger dinosaurs could say the same, as it was a perfect time to hunt or forage. Tesran was no exception. He was small enough to hide within the brush of his burrow, nestled away from the prying eyes of larger creatures that could potentially be nearby. But the peeps of small pheasant chicks drew the attention of Tesran. He was getting hungry for the moment, but he was far too small to take on a large bird like a pheasant. They could easily peck him to death. But the chicks' peeps reminded him of things smaller than he was, animals his size he could surely take on. Rising from his little
Let Sleeping Dogs Lie (Skipperling Quest) by Timidbutler, literature
Literature
Let Sleeping Dogs Lie (Skipperling Quest)
Dreaming, you're dreaming. . But a rush of water fills the void in the beginning, it's murky depths swallowing you into an unknown blue. . Skipperling's sea green eyes lit up in the dark, trying to maintain their focus upon the lightened waves above her form. All she could hear were the bubbles that floated up from the depths. .The beating of her own heart. . . Her eyes fluttered closed, darkening the already fading light from above.
Her eyes fluttered open again, floating above a small figure. . A scavenger, she thought it was called. It was screaming. . Singing? Words she couldn't make out from the sandy haired female, but the sounds of drums, long beats that thrummed to a metallic melody.. Another male-sounding scavenger could also be heard, but his voice chimed with the music, in a 4 by 4 music note sequence. Again, she couldn't understand either the scavengers, nor could she place the music notes. . But the song, in tone, it felt, the vibrations she picked up from the melody
What use was standing against a kingdom on the verge of environmental collapse? That was something that had crossed the young purple raptor's mind. The aid was needed, especially considering the amount of water accessing the dome. Tesran slowly walked to the iguanodon queen, promptly bowing before the queen in her own right. Even with his time in imprisonment, he was a stranger to these strange herbivores.
" I wish to help. . The kingdom here needs more claws to help with the impending waters. Please allow me to help you in your endeavor, Queen Rhys of Atlantis. "
Tesran spoke clearly, despite the nervousness in his voice. Many eyes were watching the young predator, both from other iguanodons and the Queen's loyal primates. He peeked a shy white eye at the imposing purple-faced queen. Her feathered head is above his small form, peering down at him with eyes that shone with a light gold color in the shadows of her large form. The young queen nodded.
" You are small, but even in
A lone male pheasant flew into the sky slowly blushing into a mixture of reds and oranges, followed by the slow simmering cream, the sun setting to the west of the islands. Dusk quickly approached, dancing along the darkening of the night to come. It’d be more than a few hours before the night could be called upon, but creatures stirred within their burrows and began the slow descent to foraging. Some larger dinosaurs could say the same, as it was a perfect time to hunt or forage. Tesran was no exception. He was small enough to hide within the brush of his burrow, nestled away from the prying eyes of larger creatures that could potentially be nearby. But the peeps of small pheasant chicks drew the attention of Tesran. He was getting hungry for the moment, but he was far too small to take on a large bird like a pheasant. They could easily peck him to death. But the chicks' peeps reminded him of things smaller than he was, animals his size he could surely take on. Rising from his little