I would like to thank Sentientcat for letting me continue his story. The first three chapters were written by him and I give all the credit to him for creating this story. I'll give the name to the chapters by the original lacked.
Chapter 1: dealing with loss
Pod couldn't believe his luck, once again he was stuck on a log in the middle of the ocean. He'd gotten used to his easy life on the island of the small but being stuck at sea brought back memories that pained him of a life before, when his sisters were alive and he had to fight for every meal.
He remembered it so fondly, and it brought pains to his heart. His eldest sister had been drowned in the tsunami that brought him to the island and his younger sister had been eaten alive by some sort of water serpent when they were trapped on the ocean.
Pod looked around and saw only water to the horizon and beyond. He had been stuck for days and all he had for food were sea birds that constantly harrased him, he screeched his anger into the sky "Why does this always happen to me?". His only response was the water lapping around the log, he felt warm water trailing down his face.
He had finally given up, and waited for death to claim him, when upon the horizon he saw what looked like a beach. His first reaction was surprise then once he had settled he used the remainder of his energy to kick towards the shore. Once he arrived he stood up on wobbly legs and staggered inland to find water and hopefully, his own kind.
White Tip couldn't fully grasp what had just happened, one minute her mate Blue Brow was fighting a Protoceratops and the next her pack and the protoceratops he'd been fighting had been buried alive. She listened to her instincts and left feeling only despair, once she arrived back at her nest, she began to whimper in despair. Her hatchlings approached her "Whats wrong mama?" The largest one 'Gray Bane' asked her.
She just looked at them "Daddy is... is gone, little ones" she whimpered. The hatchlings just looked at her "Where did he go?" they said in confusion. "Hes joined the ansestors" she sighed, once she said it, they understood what she meant and let out sobs of their own "Daddys gone?" the smallest 'Black Talon' cried. They cried for a few more minutes before White Tip regained her composure, "Come along now, we have to move on now" she said and began to walk forward, the hatchlings followed her in confusion "Where are we going?" The middle one 'Red Foot' asked.
"We just have to leave" she said calmly, trying to set an example so the younglings wouldn't cry. As they walked a tear or two would fall down White Tip's face, when she remembered how Blue Brow defended her when the packs old leader 'Broken Hand' had tried to kill her. She walked on towards the sea, hoping to find a new life fo her, and her family.