Whitetip walked along the Gobi Desert, with her 3 hatchlings, Ziggy, Selena, and Blacktip. Whitetip remembered the death of Blue Brow and the two females from her previous pack. She tripped from day dreaming, but got back up. She wasn't sure if she could survive much longer without food or water, so it was time to get a drink.
She pressed on, trying to smell for signs of water. Nothing. Her urge to keep searching was wearing her down. She needed water.
The Next DayA day later, and Whitetip has found a lake. She begins to drink, along with her hatchlings. Ziggy wanted food. He was starting to make sounds that mean't he was hungry. Selena did too. So did Blacktip, the oldest male. But Whitetip feed any of them because she herself was hungry and there was no prey in sight. It was a very dangerous time.
Whitetip walked along the dunes, listening for any sounds of a killing. She could hear nothing. But then, all of a sudden, a loud Oviraptor screech, and then eating sounds. Maybe a good meal.
When Whitetip saw a Protoceratops carcass, she knew she had to be careful, an Oviraptor could be nearby. She slowly approached the carcass, got her hatchlings close, and started to eat. She was eating at a quick pace, because whatever killed this male Protoceratops must have been deadly.
As she finished eating, another screech came, and it was close. It was a female Oviraptor, coming back from her kill to eat more. A fight was about to break out.
Hope you enjoyed this first chapter, find out what happens next time!