Feathered in Space

I stood next to my feathered alien friend as we stared at her burning world through the window of my ship. And I now had a living, breathing Utahraptor in my spaceship. A sentient one at that. Okay let me explain. My name is Michael Gustafson, and I...

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Heated Hunt

The Yutyrannus slowly stalked up to the large mammoth, being extra careful not to alert it to his presence. He had been tracking this particular prey item for the better part of a day, and was feeling impatient with this hunt. However, he wasn't out...

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