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An unconscious, slow motion of skin, is enough to welcome your weary mind to a conscious world.

It is gloomy, holding a shade of inky gray as blurry shadows surround you as far as you see.

You don't see much beyond that thing. You'd felt it around you for some time, before you could see.

That thing closing you in.

It feels hard on your skin, it's not letting you move, and it's all around you.

Trapping you, without a way out.

Your breathing speeds up as a primal urge, an urge to live, overtakes your once calmed mind.

That hard feeling around you feels closer as you will yourself to twitch. You feel that thing move with you a little.

You urge to move harder to move that thing away, but what part of you?

>Those things hanging beneath you
>That place were your eyes are
>The long thing curled below you
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>>3162110
>That place were your eyes are
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>>3162110
>That place were your eyes are
Oh I've been excited for this
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>That place were your eyes are
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>>3162110
Long thing curled below you.
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>>3162118
>>3162120

You've felt it there the most, where your eyes are, that thing closed in around you. And you twitch forward again, trying to move that place.

It moves with you, and you see the thing come closer. Much closer, and start to move forward before your eyes.

This movement stops the moment you no longer feel that pressure on your head. Part of the thing is gone, a small chip yet large enough for something else to get in.

A strange sound escapes that place right below your eyes as a bright spark shapes part of your sight.

You can see it, a bright color beyond the darkness around you.

It hurts to see and terrifies you, yet you press on, fighting for your life against this thing around you.

Your heart beats faster, as you move your eye place forward again.

>Roll 1d100 - Best of 3 will decide the outcome.
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Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>3162151
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Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>3162151
You can do it little guy!
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Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>3162151
And one more to keep things moving
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>>3162155
>>3162158
>>3162165

>89
Writing
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>>3162170

You keep going, your movement urging your eye place forward, towards that thing closing you in.

With every twitch and shake, you will that thing to move and part around you.

That bright spot, where that thing gave way first, gets larger as more bright color enters your eyes.

After a few more tries, the bright spot around your eyes engulfs you as the thing trapping you lets go.

A warm embrace leaves your head, that place where your eyes are, as the white color turns to grays, greens, browns and then white again.

You crane your head to your surroundings, and the strange, yet vibrant place before you. Green, more than brown create shapes of tall bristly things beyond the brown mound of where you are.

You crane your head again, and arrive at that thing surrounding you. It's curved, and has some holes in it, but nothing where that bright thing could enter, and it's entirely white.

Moreso, as you crane your head again, you spot even more of those curved things around you. There's no cracks or holes in them, but they're moving a little.

You don't get to look as you hear a sound, like the cracking of that thing, get closer from behind you. Yet you can't really see where it's coming from.

>Only your head is out, finish breaking this thing and get a better view
>Head back inside, maybe it's better it doesn't see you
>Make that sound again, but louder to get its attention
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>>3162192
>Make that sound again, but louder to get its attention
This is my last vote till ~10
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>>3162192
>Only your head is out, finish breaking this thing and get a better view.
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>Make that sound again, but louder to get its attention
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>>3162193
>>3162226

You didn't will that sound into being, but you recall how it came about. A warbling build up comes from your throat, and a replication of that sound elicits from your mouth. It's not as loud as your remember, but you try it again.

After a few more attempts, that cracking sound gets very close. It only stops as several large moving things come into view.

They look like you, but bigger; much much bigger. The one on the left seems to only have one eye compared to the one on the right.

You've never seen them before, but they're familiar. Their smell, and their chirping purrs are all familiar to you.

The one on the right moves closer, that cracking sound almost deafening as it approaches you. Your eyes meet its own, or rather her own as you quickly determine the smell apart from the other.

With one swift motion, she opens her mouth and clamps down around you. You don't have a second to twitch as you body feels weightless and then a small bit of pressure builds around you.

Your eyes spot sharp teeth, much like your own, yet one is as big as your arm. You almost panic at the sight, before a calming purr enters your head.

'Push.'

It's at that moment that your remembered that thing around you. You do as you're told with the rest of your body, and almost instantly the remaining portions of that thing give way all at once.

The feeling of weightlessness ends as your head rests upon something warm. That purr is elicited again, this time commanding you lay still.

You don't get the chance to choose as you feel yourself falling for a second, before landing back on that brown mound. White bits of that thing lay broke around you.

'Stand.'

The female, no, your mother purrs again. You've never heard of 'stand', but you know all the same.

It can't be harder than what you've done already. Even if you don't know what it means.

>Roll 1d100 to do as you're told
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Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>3162280
Get in there.
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Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>3162280
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Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>3162280
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Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>3162280
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>>3162293
>>3162308
>>3162337

>84

Writing.
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>>3162341

Those things beneath you, your legs, feel funny as the warmth of that thing finally ebbs away. You try to move them, and find that they respond almost immediately, albeit with some resistance on your feet.

The motion is slow, yet you feel your mother's gaze on top of you as you focus on your leg movement. You manage to bend it, placing pressure on the central portion and your full weight lands on your foot.

It's a struggle but you manage to right up the first one. You try to quickly repeat the motion with your other leg, and find the weight a little tough to handle.

You wobble a little to your sides, before you find that you've raised that thing behind you to stand alongside you now. Your tail balances your weight between the two points of your legs, and you quickly find the pressure of standing to decrease as you center yourself.

You firmly plant your feet, and try to imitate that movement towards your mother. Your legs move forward, a little rickety as your tail equates the balance as you take one foot off the ground and move forward.

Then the next leg comes up, followed by the first leg again, and repeating until you're right up to your mother's head.

She lets out a purr of comfort, as she nuzzles her head against your own. It's a warm sensation, not unlike that thing you were in.

Your head perks up however, as the sounds of small cracklings start up behind you. You turn to look, and several more of you emerge from those white, round things.

Some are head first, others you can see with their tails sticking out and one even started out with its feet. Your mother moves to aid them with her mouth much like you.

With her attention turned, what are you to do?

>Explore the area around you, but not far enough that your mother can't see
>Meet the other adult, his single eye has you curious
>See the others, maybe they'll be just like you once they're out
>Write In
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>>3162381
>Meet the other adult, his single eye has you curious.
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>>3162381
>Meet the other adult, his single eye has you curious
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>>3162381
>See the others, maybe they'll be just like you once they're out
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>>3162381
>Meet the other adult, his single eye has you curious
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>>3162386

A saddened whimper leaves your mouth as your mother's head leaves your side. Her calming warmth also leaving your skin.

You turn your head to follow, before your eye catches sight of the other adult, your father. He's been standing on that spot since your mother attended you, only moving his head to sounds unknown to you.

It's in those movements that you catch a glimpse of a dark, pink gash where his left eye should be. The bizarre sight drives you forward towards him.

The movement of your legs, once slow in an attempt to not fall, now move slightly faster. There's a slight wobble here and there as you move down the mound, but no further trouble as you make it down to the very ground.

It is colder, and harder on your feet than the mound, but it doesn't stop you from moving towards your father. Your legs pick up speed as you get used to your movement, your chest rising with each breath to pace your steps.

You're at level with his head before you're made aware of the difference in size from the ground. You imagine it'd take eight of you standing on each other's backs to reach his head from where you stand.

You also take note of the large, curved claw on each of his feet which are nearly as big as you. It's not long before he takes notice of you and cranes his equally large head towards you.

Your eyes meet his one working eye, and the large gash to the left. He lets out a clicking snarl, motioning back to the mound and your mother.

'Back.'

>Listen to him, go back to the mound
>Stay with him, maybe he's lonely
>Pretend to go back, but really explore the area
>Write In
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>>3162450
>Listen to him, go back to the mound.
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>>3162450
>Stay with him, maybe he's lonely
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>>3162450
>>Listen to him, go back to the mound
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>>3162450
>Listen to him, go back to the mound
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>>3162492

You let out a whimper, sounding a little dejected. He only responds with another similar snarl, and now nudging you a little harder back to the mound.

You almost topple over, but find your balance as you start moving back to whence you came.Your head turns back to see your father again, his gaze is once against shifting in the air, as if he's looking for something he lost.

His command is too clear on you, as you quickly make your way back to the mound. Getting back up is a little harder than getting down it, but your feet find their footing as you use arms to move up to the mound's summit.

Your mother is still helping out some of the others, but you notice three others standing much like you chittering near the center of the mound. They haven't yet noticed you, but you've noticed their scent instead.

Two males, both with similar green colors to your mother, and a female, with a similar blue color to your father, each standing alongside parts of their white things. You crane your head to look at your own colors, spotting your father's blue on you.

'Name.'

A warbling chirp resonates from the female, making you raise your head to her. You move your head sideways to wonder at the meaning.

She approaches you, warbling that same sound at you, as you only stare puzzled. She gets close, and motions to the others with her head as they answer in differing sounds.

'Green Tail', warbles the male on the left, waving his tail that seems to be covered in a few more of those fluffy things than usual.

'Click', chirps the male on the right, making a strange sound with his curved claw, pressing them against each other.

The small female turns back to you, and chirps out her own strange meaning, 'Vice'.

She makes a strange, grasping motion with her clawed fingers, and now warbling that first strange sound again.

'Name?'

>Blue Jaw
>Skull
>Bright Eyes
>Write In
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>>3162566
>Skull.
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>>3162566
>Blue Jaw
Respect our father
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>Skull
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>>3162578
>Blue Jaw
Support
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>>3162566
>Blue Jaw
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>>3162566
>Blue Jaw
Watch as our jaw ends up not actually being blue. I'd like that
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>>3162578
>>3162583

'Blue Jaw'

The name leaves your throat in a warble, as the others look and chirp at you with renewed interested and curiosity. Click especially seems to like the name as he makes that strange noise with his foot claw again.

Their warbled cheers perks up your mood, and you join in on their slight celebration. It is then that you notice something strange about these three, notably their scent.

Only the female seems to hold that familiar scent of your mother and father, yet the other two only have your father's scent on them. They're kin nonetheless but the scent in a strange oddity as you almost smell it around the nest as well.

You don't pay it much more attention as your father lets out a loud bark to the air, and you see your mother let go of the last of your kin on the mound. Your three first kin perk up to the sound along side you, and crane your heads towards the direction of your parents'.

There's the sound of movement far in the distance, very fast movement followed by shrilled cries. As the footsteps get closer, so to does the smell of something different and much stronger in your nostrils.

You see mother place herself in front of the nest, blocking your view. As you try to make your way to the front, the footsteps finally reach the clearing and out stops another adult female.

Her breathing is ragged, and her breath is familiar as she approaches your mother, but you can see something red and viscous dripping from her left leg. Familiar gashes line her side, like your father's head, but they're more vivid.

'Flee!'

A loud bark emanates from her throat, as she moves towards the nest. Your mother lets her past, as you see some of the other kin latch onto her back with little command on her part.

'What Hurt?'

Your mother questions, before a loud shriek pierces the forest. It is followed by another as you hear much louder footsteps in the distance. Your mother wastes no time in doing the same as the other female motioning you and your kin to her back.

You don't question this order, as you latch with the others. Your father keeps his lookout, before giving his signal for your mother and the other female to start running.

>Roll1d100 to hang on.
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Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>3162636
That jaw's not blue.
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Rolled 40 (1d100)

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Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>3162636
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>>3162645
>>3162646
>>3162648

>57

>Writing.

It's got shades of blue...
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Upon hearing your father's commanding bark, you feel air and speed pick up around you as your mother breaks into a frantic run. You'd imagined your own speed of movement was fast on the ground, yet it was nothing compared to what your mother could do.

You clung on with your claws, latching onto your mother for dear life. Your focus was based solely on hanging on, as it proved difficult given the sheer speed and rockiness of her motion.

In between hanging on, you noticed so many more of those tall, green objects move past you. There were so many of them, it seems almost endless as the ground your mother ran on.

Alongside them, you noticed mounds along the ground building up alongside water, yet these were gray and looked much smoother than the warm mound back in the clearing. You spotted your father running alongside this area trying to help up the other female.

You also noticed your kin, either shaking anxiously or making chirps of terror at what that horrifying shriek could have been. It wasn't long before that same shriek came again, but this time much closer.

You wouldn't have heard the footsteps above your mother's own, had they not sounded so close. In equal running speed or probably faster, a massive red figure leapt towards your mother.

It came from your side, out of several of those smaller green things, and almost hit her dead on as you finally got a look at it. It stood almost twice the size of your mother, with a much longer mouth and thicker arms.

This was all you could make out before you were flung off her back alongside some of your kin. You let out a yelp as you collided with the ground, and your mother almost reeling back with you.

You saw her back on her feet in a second, and your father standing right there alongside her, both hissing and snarling at this monstrous thing with a similar visage. You could only look so long as their deathly staring duel continue, when you noticed that your kin were scattered alongside you.

You raised them up to their feet, though Green Tail let out a pained yelp as his leg appeared to have been hurt. It wasn't long before that monster in red made its move, and went after your mother.

>Flee with the others, if you stay here you could die as well
>Stay with your parents, they won't lose to this thing
>Find the other female, she's can protect you while your parents fight this thing
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>>3162708
>>Stay with your parents, they won't lose to this thing
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>>3162708
>Find the other female, she's can protect you while your parents fight this thing
Utahraptor should have a deeper snout too.
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>>3162708
>Stay with your parents, they won't lose to this thing

Move away from the fighting so we won't get crushed by an errant foot or something, but not far enough away that we lose sight of them.
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>>3162708
Find the other female.
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>>3162708
>Find the other female, she's can protect you while your parents fight this thing
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>>3162716
>>3162727
>>3162751

The monster in red charges straight at your mother, and you see your father intercept it mid-leap. While its seems that he stopped the attack, the monster in red quickly recovers from the ground and pushes him back with a swift kick.

You see his body tumble on the ground, but your mother is right on the monster, biting at its head. She draws that red fluid from his jaw but she's also knocked aside by the monsters arm claws.

It then turns its attention on you and your kin, readying itself for another leap. The sounds of shrieking and yelping ring out as your parents intercept it again, not in a tussle on the ground as they try to desperately bite and claw at each other.

With the fight getting more intense, you quickly determine that even if they win there's no stopping the fight from spilling out onto the others at some point. So, you let out a shout to get the others attention.

'Adult.'

You bark at them, all of them signaling anxiously to you that they'll follow. With a swift motion, you turn around and head down the hard mounds, into the watery dip where you saw the other female.

You run as fast your feet can take you, only looking back to see if the others are following you. Click and Vice are following right behind but Green Tail is having troubles keeping up, as you notice a limp on his leg making him lag behind.

As you reach the watery part of the dip, you come across the other female slumped over a little as she's leaning on one of the mounds. The smaller kin are alongside her, making worried chirps as she just lays there, very clearly tired.

That gash on her leg only seemed to have gotten worse, as more of that red fluid continued to seep out. You saw a red trail, leading back to her and the other kin.

'No Run...'

She warbles in pain, and you notice that the other kin are trying desperately to get her on her feet. You yelp at the others to help her, as you head there yourself to the help the others.

Not before long, you notice another pair of clawed feet land on the dip, this one coated in black. It doesn't waste any time heading for the other kin, ignoring the other female, as it quickly clamps its jaws around their shrieking forms.

The shrieks fill your head in horror, and you quickly see a flash of red in on the beast's jaws as the other female pounces on him with what little of her strength probably remains.

'FLEE!'

This is the last you hear of hear, before the monster in black swats her against the mound and pierces her throat with its foot claw. You don't stick around to watch anymore, as you quickly motion to the others to follow her last command.

>End of Session.
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Alright, we'll return to this on Wednesday at around the same time of 6:00 PM EST.

This is a short quest, so count on two or three sessions per episode here.

Anyways, thank you guys for being good sports here.

https://twitter.com/General0Bolivar
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>>3162820
I would thank you for running but the reconstructions are so inaccurate.

3/10 better luck next time kiddo.
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>>3162808
Interesting quest, moved a little too fast there with the conflict but it's got promise.
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>>3162829
>waaaaaaaaaaaah
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>>3163515
What dinosaurs are in this time?
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A wet, tearing sound strays behind you as you run, moving faster than you've ever done before. The monster in black's screeching shrieks seem so behind, but you know better than to turn your head back.

You didn't even know who that female was, yet knew full well that she wouldn't be coming back after that claw. Though, you knew that it wasn't the time to think as the others were depending on you to lead them to safety.

To your sides, Click and Vice are managing to keep up through the watery dip, but Green Tail is lagging behind again. This is made only worse when you notice that the dip's incline looks much more difficult to climb than to slide down.

It's at that moment that you hear that shriek, though it's coming from the direction you're heading towards. You don't understand it, but it's much higher pitched than when you saw the red one fight your parents.

'Up.'

Vice warbles at you, looking up at the steep slope of the dip. You spot some parts that stand out like some mounds and roots that seem to encrust themselves alongside it.

'Go.'

Click chirps, nudging you to look further alongside the dip. it seems to go on as far as you can see, and the water in the center seems to be getting shorter as you look.

'Hide...'

Green Tail crows, as he points to the the other side of the dip. It's a much less steep climb and there's so many of those low, green brushing thing that could provide cover.

You don't have much time to think on their suggestions however, as another shriek erupts behind you. This one is louder, and it's followed by familiar loud running steps.

>Find a way up the dip and find your parents
>Hide somewhere and wait for this chaos to end
>Run away from this danger zone by following the dip
>Write In
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>>3166210
Sorry for using the modern day image, but it's the closest I have to the scenario setting at the moment.
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>>3166213
Your disregard for paleoaccuracy disgusts me.

>>3166210
>Hide somewhere and wait for this chaos to end
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>>3166210
>Run away from this danger zone by following the dip.
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>Run away from this danger zone by following the dip
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>>3166234

There's no time to think anymore as you move your legs as fast as you can make them down the watery dip. You were far enough away from that monster that you could barely hear the shrieking, so at least you'll have an advantage over it even if it is faster.

The others follow right behind, neither complaining nor opposing your decision. Though, Green Tail once again can't manage to keep up with the others.

His bad leg is making his running speed turning into a wobbling mess as he tries to keep up with you. All the while, you hear those loud steps getting closer.

The splashing of the water behind you as well as the shrieking calls of that monster serve as more than enough of a motivator for your group. What's more, you also start hearing the call of your parents over the steep slopes of the dip leading forward in your path.

You can't tell how far away they are, but at least it's something to keep you moving faster. Or it was, until the dip's banks seem to close off into a wall of those tall brown things, almost crashed on top of each other.

The incoming block on the dip causes you to stop, and the others do so right behind. The size of the barrier is massive but it shouldn't be impossible to climb up them onto the slopes of the dip.

'Hurt...'

There's a weak warble behind you, actually much farther behind you than you initially realized. You turn your head to see Green Tail's body, laid onto the wet, hard ground as his chest takes some fast breaths..

You don't get to look at him for long as you then see the snout of the monster in black come into view beyond one of the dip's turns. It's far enough away that you can still make it up the slope but you're not sure it'll matter if it can climb as well.

>Go back for Green Tail, otherwise he'll die
>Leave him behind, and get the others to safety
>Call out to your parents, but you don't know how far away they are
>Write In
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>>3166257
>Go back for Green Tail, otherwise he'll die
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>>3166257
>Leave him behind, and get the others to safety.
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>Go back for Green Tail, otherwise he'll die

NO MAN LEFT BEHIND
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>>3166278
>>3166259

Every instinct in your body is telling you to flee, yet you know that if he dies then so will others of your kin. Even if your mind is telling you use him as bait for that monster, something else is holding onto your actions at the moment.

You barrel down the dip to reach Green Tail's position near some of the sparsed out hard mounds. He looks too tired to move, so you decide to drag him by the tail towards the others.

'Blue Jaw?'

A chirp from him elicits your attention, but you don't answer, only focusing on reaching the others. All the while, a realization dawns on you as do those loud, splashing footsteps down the dip.

Even if you manage to make it to the brown tall things, you're not even sure if Green Tail can make the journey with the others to the top. What's more, you're not even sure you'll make it to the top before that monster catches up or climbs itself. It all seems hopeless until you spot a slight opening in the wall.

It's small, and a bit off the ground but you should be small enough between those tall brown things to hide you and the others inside. You chirp to them to them your discovery, and make your way with Green Tail right behind you.

He's not heavy but he's slowing you down enough that you can't run that fast. What's more a howling shriek announces the arrival of the monster in black, along with heavy, splashing steps now closer.

>Roll1d100 to carry Green Tail to the crack
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Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>3166303
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>>3166303
we can do it
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Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>3166303
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Rolled 80 (1d100)

failled to roll
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>>3166308
>>3166320
>>3166325

>80

Writing
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Once again, fear becomes your prime motivator as you move your body as fast as you can with Green Tail right behind you. You don't dare to turn back as you clamp your jaw on his tail for dear life as you speed back to the others.

The loud footfalls of that monster are getting much closer now, but only serves to increase your own speed even further. Green Tail is whining in pain now, possibly with how hard you're biting down on his tail.

His tail fluffy starts flying a little as you find further grip and you start to taste your first drops of that dark, viscous liquid from his tail. You don't stop to worry about it, as you've almost made it to the wall itself.

Another loud shriek from the monster in black, now close enough that it actually hurts to hear it, makes you jump. But it's all the distance more you need as you make it to the barricade.

The others are already in the hole by the time you arrive, but the hole itself is still short of the ground. Green Tail doesn't seem to have recovered either, as his breaths are still rapid in his chest.

With not other options, you resolve to take a small step back and jump with his tail in your mouth. The shrieking howl of the monster in black is almost on top of you as you ready yourself for what could be the last leap of your life.

Using those powerful legs that made your mother so proud today, you jump through the air, while craning your head to bring Green Tail forward. The speed of your jump is almost too short as you suddenly feel a rush of air and breath right were you were a moment ago.

Your body soars to a stop near the crack with the others, as they strain to bring Green Tail inside the crack. You follow right afterwards, quickly flitting to the entrance and far from the jaws of death right outside.

The darkness inside the crack makes the following howls of anger and frustration of that monster appear even worse as you all huddle close for comfort. Terror is gripping the others and you as well.

>Stick close to Green Tail, he's still hurt along with the others
>Stick close to Click, he's probably feeling guilty about his idea
>Stick close to Vice, she's been the most silent of them
>Write In
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>Stick close to Green Tail, he's still hurt along with the others
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>>3166350
>Stick close to Green Tail, he's still hurt along with the others
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>>3166350
>Stick close to Green Tail, he's still hurt along with the others
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>>3166364

The only part of Green Tail still moving is his chest, rising and falling quickly as it was since this whole thing started. He'd be shaking in fear alongside the others but you don't think he has the energy to even do that right now.

There was a small rise in your chest as you approached his still prone form, and then laid right next to him. The others joined you soon afterwards, offering their warmth alongside whatever coos and chirps of comfort they could spare. He responded with a weak warble.

'Thank you...'

The monster's shrieking outside did not stop as you and the others shared each other's warmth. You figured it would have to give up eventually, but you weren't sure when that would be.

You were scared, and so were the others, but it wasn't going to stop you from living. All you could do was hide, and try to wade out the storm outside, hoping for the best.

You'd never imagined these three others as being so close in kin, but even if they weren't your direct siblings you weren't going to leave their side. They relied on you that much, even now to keep them together.

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You couldn't tell how long it had been, but that monster's sharp shrieking had finally subsided. You had gotten to used to the sound of its barking and clawing at the barrier to get at you, that you'd actually fallen asleep.

The sheer silence, besides the other unknown sounds of the green areas, had snapped you awake. The others followed in kind, as you crawled to the entrance of the crack.

The dip was empty, the water was still, and it seemed that the only thing moving outside were some small flying things with four wings near the water's edge. The silence is interrupted by a brief whine from Vice.

'Hungry...'

You hadn't eaten anything since you left the mound, much less drank anything since you were with the others. Danger seemed to be gone, so you could only think of the present at hand.

>Head outside, it's probably gone now
>Stay inside a little longer, though you'll have to eat soon
>Call for your parents, and hope they're the ones that hear you
>Write In
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>>3166414
>Call for your parents, and hope they're the ones that hear you
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>>3166414
>Call for your parents, and hope they're the ones that hear you.
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Hey man, any updates on Gantz quest? I know you planned on sharing an update last week but I dont think I saw it on Twitter
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>>3166457

You don't want to risk that monster being outside again, but you don't want to head out there in case it's waiting for you. This crack in the wall is the only thing keeping you alive, and leaving it could be deadly.

Making a small garble with your throat, you let out a cry for help and then reel back as you then hear it all around you. The others also wince at the sound, moving away from you as the sound finishes.

You're afraid to cry out again, as the sound is quite loud to hear in the crack. But you know that this is the best chance you have to get help for yourself and the others.

So you cry out again, and the noise almost bounces in the crack making the others wince again. You don't even know if anything is hearing you outside of the log, but it must be loud out there as well by how loud you're crying out in here.

It is then that you spot Green Tail to your side, shouting near the entrance of the crack and looking out with you. Your cry for help is doubled with his inclusion, and the two of you continue to cry out for your parents.

The Vice is the next to join in, with Click following close behind as they shout alongside you out of the log. The amount of shouting is starting to tire you out a bit but you know that if you stop now, there's a chance that your parents won't hear you.

The crack is almost thumbing with your shouts, and it almost becomes painful to stand so close as you shout to the outside. It seems so long since you started crying out for help alone, that a familiar bark sounds off in the distance.

The sound reinvigorates you and the others to continue shouting, until you see a figure near the top of the dip's slopes. It's your father, and he's trying to find you along the dip with his single eye.

You don't see your mother anywhere, but maybe he can help you find her.

>Head out of the crack, and make sure he sees you in the dip
>Keep shouting from inside the crack, he can still hear you
>Approach him, head up the slope to meet him
>Write In
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>>3166487
The update was a banner for the new episode, but my artist still hasn't delivered.

As for further announcements, I will be returning back to Gantz in late February as promised. Hang tight, I still have plenty of material left.
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>>3166509
>Head out of the crack, and make sure he sees you in the dip.
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>>3166509
>Approach him, head up the slope to meet him
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Oh hey Acrocanthosaurus lived in this period.

And area.

Uh-oh!
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>>3166509
>Approach him, head up the slope to meet him
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>>3166509
>>Approach him, head up the slope to meet him
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>>3166565
>>3166525

You spring to your feet out of the crack to the outside, the first one out and you head for the top of the barrier. The excitement of seeing a familiar face after so much time cramped in terror in that crack only makes you more eager to climb.

The scampering chirps of Vice is right behind you, followed by Click who is helping Green Tail up the fallen tall things by letting him hang onto his tail. While they follow right behind, the climb to the top is much easier with the amount of points of access on the wall.

What's more, some parts of the tall things had little white crawling things that came out of smaller cracks; they tasted delicious as you climbed up with the others. It would be something you would have to remember if you ever wanted to climb these things again.

By the time you made it to the top of the wall, and jumped to the slope, you let out a final cry for help. You saw your father turn his head, and make his way hurriedly to your position.

'Safe...'

He crowed in relief, and looking around in the same way he did back at the mount clearing. You were the first to his side after he finished this motion, nudging him in gratitude for seeing you.

He didn't return the notion, only turning his head once again at what you could only describe as trembling. It didn't feel like the trembling of terror in your body, but more like the ground itself was trembling.

Your father looked around more panicked, turning to see something you couldn't and in his turns you noticed a few more gashes on his side. He was hurt but not like that female in the river, the one who had saved you with her dying breath.

'On. Now!'

Your father barked a heavy order, crouching down like your mother had. You knew better than to question it, as you latched on to his back and so did your kin.

He didn't wait to get up full to start running, as the sheer speed of his stride was much faster than your mother's. At least those white things on the wall would give you some strength to hang on.

>Roll 1d100 to hang on again
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Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>3166594
Is this because I mentioned Acro?
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Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>3166594
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Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>3166594
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Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>3166594
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>>3166599
>>3166602
>>3166613

>47

Writing
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>>3166599
>>3166602
>>3166613
Oh well, better luck on the next dinosaur.
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>>3166617

The speed at which your father is moving is staggering, so much so that you barely manage to hang on. Your surroundings move so fast you're actually having trouble keeping up with all of it.

You take note of your siblings and see that they're also managing to hang on, though Green Tail still needs Click's help with staying on. The shaking ground beneath isn't making it easier, as it seems to intersect with your father's own stride.

What the ground afraid of something to tremble that much? And should you be afraid of it even worse if it could make the ground shake like it's doing right now?

In wondering these questions, you began to notice that you were returning back to the area where the other female was killed by the monster in black. You remembered it, as the dip near the slope was becoming wider and more slanted.

Your father suddenly stopped, and sniffed the air before making a shrieking call. You lifted your head to see what he was calling to, as noticed a green and brown body lift itself from the green brushing things near the far slope.

That was the moment when you saw your mother, covered in that red fluid now darkened with a long cut along her neck and part of her left hand missing. The sight worried you, but she was relieved nonetheless to see your father, nuzzling to him.

The same was for you and your kin, kindly chirping to ease your tension, right before that trembling started again. This time however, it was followed by an ear splitting roar, much louder than anything you'd heard before.

'Go', your mother barked at your father, 'Leave.'

'Take' Your father barked back, nudging your kin to your mother 'distract',

A few warbling chirps came from your siblings at this, as they tried to decide. Not long afterwards, another loud roar came, this time much louder and you began to see a massive, growing silhouette near the end of the dip.

>Father, let your mother stay behind as she's wounded to buy you time
>Mother, your father can distract it long enough for you and your mother to get away
>Hide, and take your siblings with you but you may never see your parents again
>Write In
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>>3166666
>Father, let your mother stay behind as she's wounded to buy you time
Nice digits.
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>>3166666
Mother stays behind.
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Post your choices in tonight, I'll write up something tomorrow as I got work in the morning.

For all accounts, we'll have a bigger session on Friday at the same time to make up for the time lost.
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>>3166666
>Mother, your father can distract it long enough for you and your mother to get away
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>Mother, your father can distract it long enough for you and your mother to get away
WE LEAVE NO ONE BEHIND

like before
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>>3166666
>Mother, your father can distract it long enough for you and your mother to get away

No parents die today, this isnt a fucking Don Bluth movie.
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>>3166666
>Mother, your father can distract it long enough for you and your mother to get away
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>>3167512
>>3167638
>>3167650

Without another moment of hesitation, you spring from your father's back, and land on a clean patch of skin and fluff. You heard your mother bark in disapproval, almost furious that you did this.

You hear the yips and chirps of your other siblings as they follow suit and jump to your mothers back; Green Tail chirping in pain as he lands. She cranes her head to scold you with a look, but the shaking starts to get louder as you start hearing thunderous footfalls nearby.

'Take.'

A low call from your father takes her attention away, before he turns and runs in the opposite direction without uttering another sound. Your mother lets out a warbling cry back at him, before she also turn in the opposite direction.

In the final glance you got of him, a massive figure with a mouth as large as your father's body was right behind him as the area got fuzzy in your vision. The last you hear of him were loud barks and calls in the distance, that seemed to fade away as your mother continued to run.

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Your kin were as silent as your mother on the way out of there. Either too scared or unsure on what to make of what had occurred.

And the silence continued until the bright light had turned to darkness beneath the green tall things. Your mother was wounded, but even after she stopped in a nearby fallen tall green thing, she didn't appear to be tired at all.

She laid down near the hollow end of it, and quickly went about looking for any danger like your father had done. She still hadn't said anything since you'd left, but she still looked like she was in pain,

Thankfully, she had found food on the way back. Your parents had killed the monster in red and your mother had taken the time to take a large piece of its flesh when you came to it along the path.

She set it down on the grown beneath, and let you and your kin eat the chunk of meat. You dug in as well, happily tearing into it but stopped earlier than your siblings.

You'd eaten those white crawly things, but there was something else cutting into your hunger. Whether it was unease, or something else, you felt that it wasn't going away soon enough.

>Your mother, she looks like she's in pain
>Your siblings, they're still probably scared from before
>Yourself, and what you'd just done today
>Write In
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>>3168024
Forgot to put on my face in that last post, sorry.

We'll have a full session tomorrow at 6 PM EST, so let me know your answers on this one before then.
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>>3168024
Your mother, looks like she's in pain.
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>Your siblings, they're still probably scared from before
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>>3168024
>Your mother, she looks like she's in pain
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>>3166527
One thing large apex predators do is that they'll kill one of the smaller predators/competing species, then wipe their blood/scent over their territory to signal to everyone around who's the boss in the hood.
I reckon this one is supposedly trying to do something similar
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>>3168024
>>Your mother, she looks like she's in pain
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>>3168047
>>3168563
>>3170111

A steady rise and fall of your mother's chest had continued since you'd left the watery dip. She didn't look tired at all and, even with all of the dried red fluid on her body, her eyes were calm and focused.

It only made the strange motion on her left arm appear all that stranger. It was missing two of its claws, with the remains covered in dried red fluid, and it was quivering like one of your scared kin.

You made your way towards your mother, trying to see if you could evade her gaze before you reached her. It didn't work, as she spotted you halfway to her and she shot you a glance and bark that commanded you eat.

'Not Hungry.'

You chirped back, to which she huffed slightly and just returned back to her watch. It didn't stop your unease however, and you tried to move forward to see that injured arm a bit better.

In your eyes, it was as bad as it looked from afar, with the center of the injury still looked quite red. That quivering was much more intense up close, and it only made the sight of your mother's injuries all the more worrying.

A soft coo from the site of the others' feast turned your head as well as your mother's. She moved from her position and motioned to the hole in the fallen tall brown thing.

'Sleep.'

She warbled, making sure to include you in that command as she looked you straight back. You didn't oppose her, but remained wary in spite of it.

You huddled up with the others inside of the brown shelter, as your mother took up her position outside; onn the lookout, just like your father had done so.

So she remained until sleep took hold of you, on an ever watchful vigil that seemed to continue even after you closed your eyes. It made you sleep well that night.

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A loud chirp in your head made you snap awake to Vice holding one of those white crawling thing in her claws. It almost looked like she was giving it to you, until she put it in her mouth and ate it all up.

'This Way!'

She said, not even waiting for you to get up to move to the other side of the brown shelter. Before going, you got up to look for your mother, and found her sleeping where had stood last night.

Another chirp from Vice on the other end gained your attention. It was the start of a new day.

>Wake her up, make sure she's alright from last night
>Go with Vice, she's still waiting for you
>Explore by yourself, but around the local area
>Write In
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>Wake her up, make sure she's alright from last night
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>>3170736
>Wake her up, make sure she's alright from last night
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>>3170736
Explore by yourself.
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>>3170779
>>3170902

Besides the rise and fall of her chest, your mother's body is still. Staying awake for so long must have made her more tired than you'd imagined.

She's curled up with her tail almost touching her mouth, and further showing off the scars of the previous day's terror. Her arm has stopped shaking, and is now lying still.

If it wasn't for the injuries, you would probably guess that she was alright at the moment. Though, you made sure that your assumption wasn't incorrect.

Taking a few steps back, you got a running start and slammed into your mother's side. It only made her shuffle a little, but the second time got a louder reaction as her eyes snapped awake.

She hisses in irritation, but relents once she sees it's you nudging her awake. She lifts her head up slightly and warbles in greeting which you return right back.

'Rest.'

She tiredly warbles, and returns to resting her head back on ground. Her eyes don't close however, and her only movement is once again in her chest rising to her eased breath.

It's then that you notice the shaking on her injured arm coming back. Whatever made it come back, it certainly makes you worry further.

'Hurt?'

You ask, chirping in concern, to which she answers with a positive warble. She repeats her sound of 'Rest', all while keeping her head down.

There was still worry in you, but you acknowledged your mother's request. Turning around, you heard your mother crow something.

'Stay Close.'

You didn't know what she meant, but nonetheless you agreed.

>Join up with the others, and see what Vice wanted
>Stay with your mother, and keep her company
>Explore on your own, of course staying nearby
>Write In
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>Stay with your mother, and keep her company

keep with our mother
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>>3170976
>Join up with the others, and see what Vice wanted.
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>>3170976
>Explore on your own, of course staying nearby
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Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>3170994
>>3171003
>>3171006

Rolling a three sided dice since this is taking too long.

1. Stay

2. Join

3. Explore
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You weren't sure on what exactly made you stay by her side. Maybe its was your concern over her injury, or rather the amount of time you hadn't seen her since you left the mound.

It didn't matter in the end, as you walked over to lay beside her. She didn't seem to even notice as you placed yourself right next to her head.

Her eyes were still open, you could feel the warmth of her breath beside you, and quickly found that the area had gone very silent. Nothing but short calls in the distance from other things, much larger than you yet so far away, lingered in your head.

'Far Sound'

You chirped, trying to come up with a name for those calls. It was something that your kin had done before with names. Something your mother took slight interested, as she moved her eye towards you.

'Tall Brown'

You chirp looking towards one nearby and she huffs in amusement. She lifts her head slightly, looking towards the tallest of the tall things.

'Tree.'

She warbles, pointing at it with her head. It was a short, odd name for it but it sounded right if she said it.

'Feather.'

She continued, blowing a small puff of air at your head, causing the fluffy bits on your head to quiver. Was she speaking of that fluff on your head, and on her arms?

'Claw Foot.'

She warbled once more, this time lifting herself from the ground. She then craned her neck to you and repeated the name, close enough for you to hear it once more.

'Blue Jaw'

You replied in a chirp, to which she cooed in agreement and then lowered her head. She was referring to herself with the gesture, but then turned to you in equal order.

'Blue Jaw Claw Foot.'

It dawned on you that she wasn't giving you a name, saying her own, but rather naming what you were. What you all are, a Claw Foot.

'Name, White Teeth.'

She hissed, showing off rows of sharp fangs in her mouth. It scared you a bit but you were impressed by them nonetheless.

'Father, Blue Eyes'

She continued, warbling softly as she mentioned him. She had that pained breathing as she said that, but carried on, and you listened intently.

'Red Top...Gone'

She uttered in a huffed warble, almost sounding frustrated as she did, before slumping down again. You wanted to ask her, but a call from Vice was urging to head to the shelter.

>Stay with her some more, who is 'Red Top'?
>Head over with Vice and the others, they've waited long enough
>Ignore them, and explore on your own
>Write In
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>>3171380
>Stay with her some more, who is 'Red Top'?
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>>3171380
Head over with vice and the others.
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>Stay with her some more, who is 'Red Top'?
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>>3171380
>Head over with Vice and the others, they've waited long enough
Gotta build bonds with them while we're still young.
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Tiebreaker this one for me tonight guys, we'll continue this one on Saturday at an earlier time.

I'll start posting around 10 AM EST, and go through the whole day as a means of making up for the slow posts tonight.
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>>3171413
Will change to staying with mum.
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>>3171394
>>3171447
>>3171584

'Later!'

You almost bark back in response to Vice, and you just hear a warbling sound of acknowledgement from her. A slight hiss is elicited from your mother, commanding that you not make too much noise.

You hold your head down in acknowledgement, but don't leave her side. Your mother's recollection of prior events and names had kept your interest, and you wanted to know more.

'Who Red Top?'

A curious chirp leaves your throat, as you see your mother shift slightly on the ground to face you.

'White Teeth's Sister.'

The warbling statement is sullen by the lowered breath of your mother. You shared in that downcast tone but a suspicious thought began to come over you.

'Blue Eye's Other.'

She answered the inkling in your head, and quickly realized who she referred to. It was the other female, gouged by the monster in black in the dip.

You felt your breath slow like your mother's. Even if you hadn't known her like your mother, her connection to your family nonetheless caused an unease in you as you now realized her fate.

You nuzzle up to her, as if trying to hold her head aloft with your body. She doesn't move, but her breathing steadies slightly, and she lets out a soft chirp in gratitude.

'Rest. Go.'

She warbled, nudging you a bit with her head in the direction of the shelter, no doubt telling you to go with the others. You let out a chirp of agreement, before heading over with your kin.

The sudden revelations had made your head turn in different ways, and it only made you more curious as to what else your mother knew. This only made the trip over to the other slightly less interesting for you however.

You came across the others a couple of paces away from the shelter, staring at something large and graying. The green of the ground trees seemed to hide the color a bit however.

'Blue Jaw, Look.'

Click instructed in a chirp upon noticing you, his head pointing at something on that gray thing. It looked like a claw, but it was enormous.

There was something else there however, like one of those crawly thing near the water. Except with a lot more legs.

>Explore the gray thing, may there's more of it?
>Eat that crawly thing, maybe it's tasty?
>Look around the area, maybe there's something else around?
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>>3172293
>Eat that crawly thing, maybe it's tasty?
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>>3172293
>Eat that crawly thing, maybe it's tasty?
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>>3172293
Eat crawly thing.



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