A week had passed. The juvenile Tyrannosaur, T, was waking up. Feeling a little lightheaded from all of the troublesome events that have been happening over the last week, T was not quite ready to get up and out of the nest this morning. His mother, who was just starting to wake up, was drowsy-eyed and still feeling the pain of what had happened. T, who decided that it was more beneficial to awaken than to sleep, got up out of the nest and went down to the forest clearing. It was a decrepit green that was as vile as the putrid flesh that lay in the grass on the forest’s floor. T continued walking through the forest, whose trees now arched in defeat and compliance to the world’s new masters.
After walking for what felt like an eternity through a place he couldn’t reminisce about as home, he came upon the ancient watering hole, whose selches emitted waves that echoed the coming and going of time itself in a rhythmic flow, slowly beginning and abruptly ending. Feeling parched, he took a drink. The water sent a chilling, yet refreshing feeling down his throat, quenching his thirst, but elevating his hunger. He then decided to look around for a tasty snack before his mother could bring him his meal for the day. Just as luck would have it, a gecko ran by. The baby Tyrannosaur decided to get in some hunting practice, chasing the tiny squamate into a thicket, only to conclude that this was not a good idea shortly after the moment of impact. Branches were cutting into him, creating a burning, sharp pain. The thicket started to engulf him as he went deeper in, his taste buds alight for the tasty morsel. As soon as he motioned through to the end of the thicket, he heard a chirping sound that sounded much akin to his own, but of a different family. T went in for a closer look, slowly and assuredly, to find out what this creature was for himself. As he approached, he saw for the first time something strange yet oddly familiar.
The creature, which closely resembled him, was a juvenile Anjanath. The two exchanged glances and quick chirps of joy at finding an animal similar to themselves. They ran around, chasing each other’s tails, and displaying their newfound happiness openly. This lasted for several minutes, and the juvenile Anjanath seemed to be the lead of the ‘dinosaur’ duo, but after what felt like such a brief moment of joy in their primal existence, T’s mother came in, looking for him. This scared the juvenile Anjanath, who ran away, leaving T friendless in a world that prioritized survival over anything else.
A little bit away, T saw the little Gecko that he was chasing earlier that morning. He ran up to the Gecko, sniffed it, but realized that he wasn’t hungry anymore. He had his first taste of companionship, something fleeting in this world after its sudden upheaval. After what felt like a long time, he went deeper into the forest with his mother, who was looking for a new spot to build a nest.
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The sun’s rays cascaded through the trees, giving a glimpse of the midday’s natural lighting. T, who was following his mother to the forest’s clearing, saw something that, to him, completely reinvented the idea of what the world was like. Outside the forest, there were mountains as far as the eye could see. Said mountains dwarfed the dinosaurs in timescale, size, and splendor. The ancient mountains went on for what felt like forever, but an even more amazing sight was about to take place.
As T walked with his mother for a long time across the plains. He saw something that instilled both anxiety and excitement at the same time. Other dinosaurs were migrating from different parts of the world. There were Ceratopsians, three-pronged dinosaurs whose little ones were play-fighting, bashing their heads together. There were also Hadrosaurs, crested dinosaurs running up and swimming in the river. Finally, and perhaps most magnificent to T were the sauropods. Long-necked dinosaurs whose very steps shook the earth with vibrations that rattled and demanded the attention of everything within earshot.
You see, the forest was a great place to grow up, but the vast landscape suited Tyrannosaurs well, as it allowed them to hunt prey with less effort than maneuvering through the organic obstacles. This time, however, nature was creating a short-term alliance amongst the dinosaurs, for there were the new invaders here, too. Aptonoth were grazing on the grass. Kelbi were galloping through every living body on the plains, exhibiting both grace and elegance, for if they were afraid of being crushed, they weren’t showing it. The Larinoth were joining the hadrosaurs at the end of the river, where they almost exceeded the height of the waterfall that flowed downward into the body of water, itself flowing through the forest that T and his mother had come from.
T ran up to the Hadrosaurs playing in the spring with the Aptonoths, hoping to play with the other hatchlings to whom this year marked their first year of life. When he arrived, however, the mother Hadrosaurs intercepted him and sent him reeling back to his own mother. The antagonization confused T, who just wanted to play. He decided to go and try playing with the Ceratopsian hatchlings. But again, the father Ceratopsians were not having any of it. They started scratching their manus into the ground to try to scare T off. T remembered what had happened to his father in the forest previously and wandered off. He finally went up to the Sauropods, who were now grazing the leaves from an isolated tree with the Larinoths. Though, as luck would have it, yet again, none of the others wanted anything to do with him. The adults of the herd hung their necks low and coiled themselves around their young. T let out a small hoot and ran back to his mother for the last time. He looked up at her, the stress apparent on the juvenile's face. His mother nudged her snout against his face, as if to tell him that all would be okay.
T, who decided to look forward, rather than back, saw that the plains went ever onward. Each patch of grass was greener than the last, and this caused T to emit a high frequency of joy.
His mother realized that T was starting to perk up a bit, a far cry from his meandering mopiness a few moments ago, so she, too, emitted a happy frequency.
T looked up at his mother, then back to the vast land in front of them, and they both headed off.
