Redwood Allo

Chapter ten

I woke up to Nibble chewing on a meganura. I lifted my head up and looked around. I looked at the baby Stego carcass and saw there were tiny bite marks in it. Nibble had, most likely, tried to eat it, but her teeth weren’t sharp enough. I got up and walked over to the dead baby Stego and tore a chunk out of its side. Nibble dropped the Meganura and excitedly ran over to me. “Squab squeeb” she exclaimed, munching on the flesh. I just looked down and smiled.

TWO YEARS LATER

I woke up to Nibble nudging me awake.

“What is it” I said groggily.

“C’mon you said you would teach me how to hunt today” she replied.

“Alright, gimme a minute.”

“Okay” she said, running to wait by the den entrance.

Nibble had grown up faster than I expected, although it had only been two years. I got up and walked over to the den entrance.

“ Finally” Nibble exclaimed

“ It’s been five minutes, Nibble” I replied, still half asleep. We set out to look for prey. As we were walking through the redwoods, I looked up to see a Thylo jump out of a tree and tackle a Ptranodon mid-air. We kept walking, and eventually found a herd of Iguanadons and Paras.

“ Alright, so the key is to wait until there’s a perfect opening, like one on the edge of the herd turning their back while the lookout is looking the other way” I said to Nibble. We waited for a few hours, when finally, the lookout went down for a quick bite of grass, and a Para at the edge of the herd turned its back on us.

“NOW” I yelled, leapt out of the bushes, Nibble following quickly behind me. I ripped into the Paras neck as Nibble tore into its side. The Para let out an agonized bellow. The whole herd whipped around to see what was happening, but by than, it was already to late. The Para was dead. The herd realized there was nothing they could do, so they just formed a defensive circle. We started dragging the carcass back to the den when I heard rustling and unintelligible muttering in the bushes to our left. I turned to Nibble.

“ Do you hear that?” I asked her. She shook her head, so I thought I was just imagining it. Just than, a small, grey object with a red feather attached to it shot out of the bushes and hit Nibble in the neck.

To be continued

By Dragon