Chapter 2 is gonna be a bit of a departure, so I apologize to all you guys watching it expecting something based on Redback. In addition, I will be introducing some veterans from the original draft in this chapter so that's a plus. And speaking of which, there will be a lot more in the next chapter. Anyway, sit back and enjoy :).
Chapter 2
Carnotaur
A trio of Dryosaurs leapt from a fallen tree branch, zipping through the forest clearing. As the three dryosaurs continued running, one was able to catch the smell of a rather disgusting odour from around. Alerted, the lead dryosaur curved right before breaking through the forest walls, making its way to a nearby grassland, the other two following behind.
A flock of birds flew from above the trees, squealing as they soared. A small lizard latched on a tree, scurrying towards a nearby insect. A rat scampering beneath the forest floor, looking for any available grubs for its fill. Such was the scenery of Mother Nature's outlook of a usual forest. Except it was Isla Sorna, or the "Dinosaur Island" as the media claims it. And inside this forest, laid a very peculiar predator…
A large rather lanky foot trotted through the forest dirt, zipping through the backdrop in seconds and all in rather noticeable trampling thuds, followed by another sound from a second foot. Far back behind this pair of feet were another twosomes, except these were rather more robust and bulkier, albeit a little slower. The lead feet pair stopped rather abruptly when it suddenly approached a fallen branch. The other pair halted as soon as it noticed. The lead feet then turned around before grunting and walking off the other side. It then took a quick stare with its grey eyes at its larger counterpart, growling before wandering off. The brutish animal quickly followed.
The two beasts were a specific breed of dinosaurs known as Carnotaurus. Known as "Demons" by InGen due to its prominent bull-like horns on their brows, they were efficient predators nonetheless. The two Carnotaurs however, were quite different on their own right.
The smaller, more agile Carnotaur was emerald in skin with small grey stripes running down its hide and small, sharp ridges over its spine. Aside from that, it looked like a usual Carnotaur, with small scutes running down its hide overrunning the green stripes, puny arms, short and compact skull and two small brow horns. Overall, it was barely larger than a normal Carnotaur at eight and-a-half meters and stood three meters above the forest floor.
The other Carnotaurus was much larger, being twelve meters and quite tall, being four and-a-half meters above the ground and being big enough to rival a Tyrannosaurus. Like its companion, it retained incredibly small arms with four small fingers and large and small scutes on its body. It did however, possess a different skin color; although retaining silver stripes on its back along with a few smaller ones going through it's lower jaw, the Carnotaur was orange with shades of brown mixed alongside. However, what makes this brute illustrious was its long, bull-like brow horns, about as long as a Triceratops's brow horns. Its skull was also slightly narrow, resembling a cross between an abelisaurid and a tyrannosaurid.
These two were known as Dragbull and Bronx respectively. The two Carnotaur's were in fact, brothers and the two were known for each other's companionship and how one was much dedicated to the other. It seemed obvious that Dragbull and Bronx were perfect as a pair because of their surprising devotion and efficiency of working together during hunting. Despite their odd appearance however, they were not in InGen's most wanted list. Most presumably because the brothers were born naturally and thus, a DNA tampering may have caused the Carnotaurs' to appear rather different from the others.
Although he was younger, Dragbull's amazing speed and agility was what usually kept him in front of his older, more brutish brother Bronx. Dragbull lumbered across the forest area, looking for any good area to explore, seeing as the two have been lumbering in the forest for some time and are interested in new areas and sights. For a while, the two have been curious of visiting the north, considering they have seen little of it, and are eager to know more about it.
Bronx growled loudly before lowering its head and crashing its skull towards the fallen branch. The force of the charge was so great; a large piece of wood broke off, flying its way towards a field of shrubs, crashing down to the dirt with a loud thump. Barely flinched, the large Carnotaur began to walk off, quickly followed by Dragbull tagging along.
Eventually, Dragbull's walking started to become a bit rushed. He was moving his feet rather quick, unusual when running. He was clearly building up his pace, for he was going to zip through again with his incredible speed. With a loud bark, Dragbull arched his left knee ahead swiftly, before doing it to his right knee shortly thereafter. In quick succession, the Carnotaur began to trample through the forest dirt again, all while running towards a clear opening overhead. Bronx started charging off as well, in an effort to keep on track with his younger brother.
Outside the forest, Dragbull found his feet touch something rather soft. Inquisitive, he scrapped though the floor with his right foot. He took a look below at the floor, which seemed to look tan. Upon lifting his right foot above the floor, the Carnotaur was surprised to see a few traces of this "weird" floor still intact on it. As Dragbull gently shook his foot, these parts of the floor fell back to the ground. Growling huskily, Dragbull started to wander around for a while, before witnessing a huge body of cerulean blue water overlooking the northern horizon.
Dragbull was at a beach. And it was his first time here, not to mention his first viewing of sand.
Upon exiting the forest, Bronx walked up to his brother, whilst also taking his first look at sand as well. Like Dragbull, it felt somewhat soft and squishy whether he tried to push his feet underneath. Regardless, it was a welcome sight for the two of them.
Interested, Dragbull and Bronx make their way towards the shores, walking down the shores as a small gush of water crashed into their legs. The two Carnotaurs regardless, continued to walk down the beach, admiring nature's beauty and went on, further curious to explore this brand new area for them…
Meanwhile, back in the forest, Redback wandered around a grove, frustrated by the absence of Zak and his family earlier on. Growling and rutting an annoyance, the brash Tyrannosaurus continued to run further. For him, he wasn't going to give up reuniting with his pack.
Dragbull and Bronx were to be intended here from the beginning. I mean, I want to imbue some form of importance into these two characters I am trying to portray a very dynamic personality into these two. They are brothers and are dependent on each other. While its true they can survive on their own, they have a very special relationship with each other. They hunt, sleep, exercise and do various sorts of things with each other. And lastly, its their own brotherhood that makes them unique dinosaurs in their own right. They may be just as close to each other as Redback and his family are. And don't worry, Redback's story will be further explored in the next chapter.
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