One Spring morning, 2 Ceratosaurus had 5 eggs. Sadly, as not all eggs hatch, only 2 Cerato eggs made it do childhood. One female, and one male. The female was healthy, and big. But the male, was a runt. Small, and weak. The female, named Isabel, was confused. He stared up at his Parents. He squeaked a little adorable squeak. And bit a little adorable bite. But Scotty, the runt, had a piece of egg stuck on his foot. He tripped 4 times before Mother removed the bit of egg. Mother and Father look at each other, knowing a new batch of eggs might have to be made, to get a male, to the Ceratosaurus specie didn't go extinct. But Scotty was determined. He stood up and jumped at Father and started nipping his toe, trying to show his strength. But Father shook him off. Scotty was flown into the air. He flew so high only because he weighed so little. But he stood up trying to show how strong he was, even though there was so much pain in his body. Mother was mad. Fumed. Aggravated to another level. He snapped at Father and roared her loudest roar that has ever come out of her. Father roared back, but left the area in a rush. Mother then looked back at Scotty, and looked at Isabel. She sat in her nest, got her children close to her, and they fell asleep.