My raptor, Green, was the best dino I could ever ask for. While exploring, two raptors chared at me and Green, I was knocked off and gnawed on, Green fought hard to the end, I struggled to get out, the enemy raptor’s claws felt like knifes. I mustered the last few ounces of my strength and pushed the raptor off, it screeched and chared Green. Green had a look of fire in his eyes, our gazes met, Green nodded, he fought as hard as he could, when when, sigh, Green was killed. The two raptors looked at me. Green would be remembered, I grabbed my pike, my rage bursting, I screamed and killed those raptors. I fell too my knees crying. Green was gone.