The Jenny Lewis Chronicles
Episode 1
Chapter 1
Dawn on an Eocene jungle.
As the sun came up over the treetops, its heat dried out the rain which had recently fallen, creating a steamy layer all over the jungle floor. Rays of sunlight broke through the few spaces there were between the canopy, bringing light to an otherwise dark jungle. All around were the sounds of birdsong and rasping insects.
Along a lonely jungle path, a small yellow frog hopped quickly through the leaf litter, trying desperately to escape its predator, a small beige coloured dog about the size of a beagle. This was a male cynodictis, or bear dog. He had short, beige coloured fur, a steamlined body like a daschund, a short neck and snout, pointed ears, and a long, thin tail with a slight curve to it at the end.
Throughout the night, this bear dog had been hunting rather unsuccessfully, for lizards, frogs and small rodents. But he had hardly caught any, this frog he was chasing now though, he might just be able to catch. The frog however, was all too aware of this and was hopping frantically towards a large lake at the centre of the jungle. Now it was almost there. The bear dog hurried forward as fast as his long legs could carry him. But alas, he just missed the frog as it hopped into the waters of the lake, where the bear dog could not follow.
The bear dog sniffed peevishly at the water, but then he realised just how thirsty he was. He'd been so busy with his nighttime hunting that he hadn't had time to drink. now, he bent his head down and lapped up the cool water. As he did so, he caught sight of something just below the surface. Was it a rock, a log? No, it was a snout, a crocodile snout.
With a yelp, the bear dog leapt backwards just as a monstrous crocodile lunged out of the water at him, just missing its prey by an inch. The bear dog hurried a safe distance away and stopped to look back at his would be predator. It was dark brown with a beige underbelly. Its orange eyes glared angrily at the bear dog, who now knew that despite his initial thoughts, he was not safe yet. Most ordinary crocodiles simply slither back into the water if they fail to catch their prey, but the bear dog knew that this was no ordinary crocodile.
The pristichampus rose sluggishly up onto its hind legs. Once upright it roared at its prey and charged forward. The bear dog turned and ran along the shore of the lake as fast as he could, even though he knew that the pristichampus was much faster than he was, as well as the fact that it had probably claimed the lives of many of his kind. But the bear dog was determined to not be one of those unfortunates.
Hurriedly, he continued on his way but every time he dared to look back, it seemed that the pristichampus was no further away from him than it had been to start with. It also seemed to be showing no signs of tiring, despite being a cold blooded animal. Now the bear dog knew that running was not to be his salvation. But what was? Of course, hiding! There were hundreds of places to hide in the jungle, he just needed to find one.
As he rounded a tree, he saw what might be a good hiding place, if a very strange one. It was like a bright light, hovering just above the ground, with several transluscent, triangular shards buzzing around it like bees.
The bear dog was initially unsure about this particular hiding place, but the roar of the prisitchampus coming around the tree soon put the decision in his mind for him. Without hesitating, the bear dog hurried through the anomaly, with the pristichampus in hot persuit.
Unbeknownst to both predator and prey, another pair of hungry eyes had watched all the action from the middle of the lake. And now, powered by a long, sinous body, those eyes began to move towards the lake shore, and the anomaly.
