Isla Sorna Stories: Rebirth

[Godzilla Forever]

Ba'al sniffed the air some more, catching the scent of another tyrannosaur in the air. His eyes narrowed with disgust. This creature must have smelled the same animal he caught the scent of. But he wasn't about to have that beast take his prey.... even if it didn't intend to. The tarbosaurus grunted deep, and began to stomp towards the daspletosaurus' direction.

Ba'al let out a thundering roar, warning the tyrannosaur to leave the area or risk being attacked.....

[Ceratosaurus21]

Thorn Jaw shutters at the tremendous roar. Staring off into the darkened forest the ceratosaur searches for the monster. His pace quickens as he trudges through the undergrowth looking for a safe place to hide or if he must, fight...

[Godzilla Forever]

Ba'al's heavy footfalls grow louder as the gargantuan Tarbosaurus sniffs the air. The scent of a small Theropod pervades his senses, overriding his original hunt for the potential rival Daspletosaurus. Ba'al's head turned towards the smell of the Ceratosaurus brought back to mind his hunger. It had been a while since he ate anything significant....

Ba'al stomped after the Ceratosaur, no noise audibe from him other than those thundering foot steps....

[Ceratosaurus21]

Thud...Thud...Thud...
Thorn Jaw's eyes widen in horror as he feels the aproaching super predator. The ceratosaur quickly turns, ignoring the instinct to be silent. Breaking into a run Thorn Jaw distances himself from the tarbosaur. Let's see how fast you are killer... Thorn Jaw thinks accelerating slightly, gaining more ground on the tarbosaur. Thorn Jaw's thoughts raced with him as he thought of a way to survive this...

[Godzilla Forever]

A snarl broke out from between Ba'al's jaws. His prey was getting away! Now realizing his cover was blown, Ba'al let out a deep roar before he took off after the much smaller ceratosaurus. Each heavy step sunk into the earth, picking up dirt and crushing anything between him and his prey. He may be slower than his much more agile prey, but if he managed to get his gargantuan head close to him.... that creature was a goner in no time....

[Ceratosaurus21]

Thorn Jaw soon found himself running on the plains, having heard the roar it doubled his speed. His determination to survive increased Thorn Jaw searches for a place he can outmanuver and distance himself from the tarbosaur. So he's serious...Well I won't die without a fight! Thorn Jaw thinks increasing his speed yet again. as he runs through the plains herds of hadrosaurs are startled at the sight of a carnivore running straight at them! With deep bellow's they begin to stamped in all directions!

[Godzilla Forever]

Ba'al stomped into the clearing, breathing heavily from the sudden burst of speed he had to do. Before long, he saw the Ceratosaurus speed away out of sight as a large herd of Hadrosaurs began to break up and run about spastically. Ba'al growled low. He may not be able to catch the Ceratosaur, but his prey had inadvertantly led him to other prey anyways. Ba'al locked his gaze on one of the slower Hadrosaurs and instead chased after it, hoping that a duck-bill would make easier prey than a spinly little horned theropod....

[Ceratosaurus21]

Thorn Jaw makes it across the herd looking back. His body heaves with a sigh of relief, the pursuer has given up the chase. Thorn Jaw's face lights up when he realizes how easily he escaped the large tarbosaur. His victory was so great infact he let loose a roar of his own! Though quieter than the tarbosaurs earlier roars of agression, the message was still sent and hopefully recieved. Thorn Jaw's mood however changed drastically as he realized he was out in the open plains, a dangerous place for him. With a cautious step Thorn Jaw explores the plains hoping he shall not be pursued once more...

[Godzilla Forever]

Ba'al ignored the Ceratosaur's boast for now. He was intent on catching the Hadrosaur. The tiring duck-billed beast was beginning to slow down, breaths raspy and deep. As Soon as Ba'al came in close, he slammed his superior bulk into his prey's body, knocking the hapless herbivore off balance and sendign it sprawlnig to the floor. The Hadrosaur immediately attempted to get up, adrenaline pumping through its body, but Ba'al was hugnry and even more adrenaline pumped. The Tarbosaurus stomped his foot onto its side, pinning it to the floor, before he snapped his jaws around its neck. In one swift motion, the hadrosaur's neck snapped like a twig, killing it instantly. Ba'al let out a deep bellow, as if to warn others to keep their distance, before he went in to feast on his well-earned kill...

[Ceratosaurus21]

Thorn Jaw soon feels the fatigue, He yawns quietly as he wanders the plains looking for a place to rest once more. Walking no more than five minutes the ceratosaur finds himself in the shadow of a large rock. With a growl of pleasure Thorn Jaw lowers his large body to soft, grass covered ground. His mind drifting off...

[The Kingpin]

The following day saw Crusher laying more or less in the same place he had settled the previous evening. He found he had slept somewhat more peacefully than he had in the last few weeks; a welcome change from being jolted awake in the early hours of the morning by one of his nightmares. musical chirping and twittering rang in the treetops, loud enough to be noticeable, but quiet enough not to be distracting. yawning widely, the Rex decided it was time he began his day, rising to his feet and stretching, flexing his limbs, his tail swaying and flowing behind him as he loosened up...it was time to see what the island had in store for him...

[C S]

Aircrest's eyes fluttered open before narrowing again in the light of the dawn sun creeping up from beyond the eastern horizon. The leaves surrounded him swayed in the gentle oceanic breeze. From his canopy perch he saw the rest of the jungle stretching out below him until it neared the outer edges of the island, where the giant trees shrunk away and they gave way to the coastal palms and left the beaches in plain sight. At this distance, the sounds of crashing waves was barely audible to the green and black raptor. "The ocean...how'd I end up near the ocean..." he thought, rolling onto his side and turning his gaze away from the rising sun. He must have wandered further than he thought he did with the onset of night and exhaustion. "I think I'm going to stay up here a bit longer...just a bit" he decided, curling up on the mossy branch, vines of varying thickness hanging down all around him.

[Hopeflower]

Steeltalon raised her head, blinking a couple of times in the narrow shaft of light that always managed to poke through the entrance of her underground home as if to say, "good morning!". She groaned and stood up, her mouth feeling as dry as the sandy floor she slept on. The black and white female stretched quickly, several joints that had stiffened up overnight cracking loudly, and she took a brief look around as if making sure she were really still here. Yep; those were the same stone walls she'd made a point to memorize, in case she ever got lost while exploring. Somehow she'd made it back, though her memory of the trek was a tired blur of foliage and a gradually darkening sky, and she didn't remember if she'd been alone or not. Stretching her jaws in a yawn, she started for the series of ledges that nature had worn into the stone, intending to get a drink from the stream outside.



The allosaur pack's alpha male was already awake and nowhere to be seen by the time the rest of the pack began to stir. Xanthe was out patrolling the boundaries of the pack's territory with one or two other males, trying to assure himself that yesterday's incident wouldn't happen again. However, as much as he would like to believe it, he knew that if they wanted to, the fish-eaters would probably take whatever they wanted from his pack. Lives lost in a fight obviously wouldn't matter to them - nor would Xanthe's pack's young. Fleeing would likely leave them open to hunger, and other predators. The black and gray male gave a quiet sigh; there were no easy answers.



In the middle of an already lively pack of mutants, a fight was taking place. Blood stained the soil and had been sprayed on the leaves of nearby plants, bright red standing out in stark contrast to the green. both of the raptors were out of breath and covered in gashes, but too stubborn and furious to back down. The fight was all against all, and had been raging for quite some time; a third member of the pack lay very still, breathing shallowly, blood oozing sluggishly from deep wounds. The fight had been sparked because of Vertigo. Whoever won the fight won her favor, and so won Riptide's favor as well, gaining higher rank in the pack. Or so the story went. But it seemed there would be no winner this time; one had withdrawn and collapsed, too injured to continue, and the other two were exhausted by the vicious fighting.

Vertigo had sat and watched it all, and now she sat back, her blue eyes narrowed and glinting like chips of ice, clearly unimpressed. Beside her, a small, terrified pale gray hatchling huddled, pressed against the spotted gray female's flank. No one knew who the father was; Vertigo had never seemed the motherly type either. But she'd come forward with this hatchling, without warning, a few months ago, and told them all she was under Riptide's protection. The second-in-command never really displayed any affection towards the youngster, but most of the pack wondered....where had Silver, as she was named, come from, and why did she and Vertigo share the same jewel-blue eyes?

[Ceratosaurus21]

Thorn Jaw starts his day slowly, standing up shaking his body of the last ounces of sleep. The spotted ceratosaur survey's his surroundings, searching for danger or potential prey. Stalking forward stretching his legs awaking them from sleep mode, Thorn Jaw continues on his way wandering the plains. He continues on at a brisk pace, his eyes like swivels. Nothing shall escape his interest...

Moments pass, Thorn Jaw sees many prey sources that he could tackle. He soon sees the same pod of dryosaurs he hunted the previous day, crouching low he prepares for the hunt. With a startling screech the dryos begin scattering off. Disappointed, Thorn Jaw soon realizes that there is no cover for him to stalk and eventually kill his prey. With an annoyed growl the ceratosaur stalks off to find easier prey...

[raptor titanus3]

Redtalon had woken not long ago and was quenching his thrist by a small creek. When he had his fill he raised his head and shook his neck trying to push out the groginess and cold. The creek was too sheltered from the sun and he needed to warm up his large dromeosarian body, so he started off towards a sunny hillside nearby. Unknown to him the wind was faintly blowing the scent of Thorn Jaw towards him but he either didn't care or was too sleepy to notice. The wind was blowing from behind Thorn Jaw, preventing him from detecting the giant raptor.

[Ceratosaurus21]

Thorn Jaw continues on oblivious to Redclaw's presence. Thorn Jaw continues on his trek in and around the plains, searching for a suitable meal that he could catch on the open plains. Thorn Jaw soon finds himself surveying the plains from a large hill. As he searches the valley below, the ceratosaur spots a small herd of stegosaurus. His eyes widen at the prospect of hunting the slow, but equally formidable herbivores. Moving closer, Thorn Jaw continues to stare at the herd hoping to find a weak or young member to target. As Thorn Jaw closes in he spots a small stand of trees down wind of the stego's, taking the chance the ceratosaur prepares his ambush. Moving slowly and quietly Thorn Jaw makes his way into the thick trees and waits for the right moment to strike. As the herd nears Thorn Jaw soon finds his target, a grayish brown female. Her front forelimb was badly twist, most likely from a recent fall. Hunkering down Thorn Jaw growls lowly knowing that his ambush wasn't needed as he once thought. Storming out of the underbrush, the ceratosaur roars, shattering the peaceful bliss of the herds trek! The Alpha of the small group bellowed a warning at Thorn Jaw, challenging the ceratosaur. Thorn Jaw answered with a low growl rushing forward in a mock lunge, hoping the fake attack would work. Too his relief Thorn Jaw caused the herd to run away, as fast as their stubby legs could carry them. The old female groaned knowing that her chances of surviving had dropped drastically, she turned and faced the ceratosaur bellowing a warning, flushing her back plates with blood trying to make herself look even more intimidating! Thorn Jaw saw through the ruse, striding forward he cautiously began circling the stego. Thorn Jaw knew the stego may be injured but that didn't mean it was defenseless, the spikes on the herbivores tail were more of than enough to cripple him. Thorn Jaw continued circling his prey, continuing to gain ground with each step. Thorn Jaw roars lunging forward finally within striking distance, lashing out with his razor like teeth. The Stegosaurus female bellows in pain as Thorn Jaw bites down on the nap of her neck! Blood, rained down from the slash wounds on her neck! Thorn Jaw growls in pleasure as he continues his battle with the stegosaur ripping at her neck with elongated teeth! The stego flails wildly swinging its tail back and forth trying to ward off her attacker, Thorn Jaw holds, biting down harder. He soon feels the audible "pop" as he slashes through her juggler vein, stepping back he watches as the stego slowly bleeds out dying before his predatory eyes...

[C S]

He could have ignored the bird calls that grew more frequent as time passed. He could have ignored the rustling of leaves as grazers fed far below him. What Aircrest couldn't ignore was the first roar to reach his ears that morning, shattering an otherwise serene blending of sound. Naturally, the booming exclamation came from none other than a Tyrannosaurus Rex. His eye lids parted half way, the green and black raptor staring up through the leaves at the sky through a narrowed gaze. After the words he shared with the juvenile, Aircrest knew better than to blame the individual, rather the blame rested on what ever creature threatened it to the point it had to make its Earth shaking bellow. "At the first rays of light, something somewhere will be at something else's throat" the raptor mumbled while he got onto his feet, balancing expertly on the tree branch and surveying his surroundings in detail. Upon spotting his route through the canopy, Aircrest jumped the gaps between branches, avoiding the hanging vines as he went along his way.

[Ceratosaurus21]

Thorn Jaw stares down at the dead stegosaurus with a pleased expression. It has been ages since he has had the courage, ability, and fortitude to confront such a dangerous prey source. Stepping up to the dead stego noting the large pool of blood forming a circle around the herbivores neck. Growling in satisfaction Thorn Jaw sinks his teeth into the body cavity of the carcass, enjoying the taste of blood and meat in his mouth. However his happiness has not given way to his concentration and focus, he is still ever watchful. Thorn Jaw knows any kind of slip up could lead to his demise, all his senses keened for danger Thorn Jaw continues to gorge on his kill...

[raptor titanus3]

Redtalon watched from the hilltop now throughly awake and hungry. He knew that without numbers or stealth on his side, the larger predator would have all the advanges in combat. Redtalon was a larger and tougher Dromeosaur but even he was no match for a ceratosaur alone. His stomach still growling he decided to try his hand at unnerving techniques. He started to lazily trot down the hill towards the ceratosaur, as if completely expecting the larger predator to leave when he got there.

[Ceratosaurus21]

Thorn Jaw pulls a large slab of flesh out of the stego carcass, staring at the Utah-raptor approaching him. Swallowing the morsel in his mouth Thorn Jaw growls, stepping in front of his well earned kill. Thorn Jaw sees that the raptor is indeed trying to take his kill, not willing to risk a full fronted confrontation just yet Thorn Jaw try's a different tactic. Roaring loudly, the ceratosaur begins mock lunging at the raptor stopping only a few feet short in front of the raptor. Intimidation is his best bet, for Thorn Jaw knows that larger carnivores will most likely arrive soon...