They had reached it, the paradise. The place they'd been searching for since his baby girl was born. The stegosaurus looked out at the landscape. "Ah, yes... This land is fertile, and we will thrive! We will rule over all of this land we will call it... This Land." The stegosaurus turned to his friend, the T-Rex. Over his shoulder, the distant lakes and forest could be seen, far across the valley of grass and flowers.
"I think we should call it your grave!" The T-Rex shouted in his sudden rage. This land brought out the worst in all Dino's, or the best. You had to have the will to build your home, chop your wood, grow your food. The T-Rex, though many years his friend, did not have those qualities. On his thick legs, the T-Rex (once his friend, the godfather to his daughter, and his lover) jumped forward, murder in his heart, and hate in his jaws. In many tight spots, the stegosaurus had seen those powerful jaws at work, fighting off a roster of velociraptors bothering them.
The energy in the air was a charge of buried hatred, all of their dirty laundry aired out without the need to speak it at all. The T-Rex knew everything the stegosaurus thought, such was the bond they'd had. But in that moment, the pain of his sharp teeth sinking into the stegosaurus' body blinded their friendship. His roar hit and he didn't think about his daughter, dead in a dry riverbed, what she would say of this.
He didn't eat him, perhaps out of respect for his friend, his comrade, his true lo-
No!The T-Rex couldn't afford to think of that now, not when his-enemy was bleeding out. He stood and watched his friend shake in pain, in shock. He spoke, and it was a hoarse scream.
"Ah! Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!" The T-Rex pulled him to the stream, slightly more gentle then he might've otherwise been. But the stegosaurus felt pain the entire way there, his wounds so fresh. The stegosaurus was pulled to the cool surface of the lake, floating on the glassy clear water.
The cool hit and he sighed in some relief. It was tiny, but all the T-Rex could do now. He sat with his friend, through the hours, as the sun dipped over the mountains and stegosaurus. He moved no more, only dry tears and pain in his eyes, none of the warmth the T-Rex had seen in his friend.
"Wash? What the 他妈的 are you doing? I thought you were gonna help Kaylee with repairs?"
"Oh! Mal, well uh um I uh was going to by but then uh-"
"Just do it."
"Yes, Captain."
