3) Jurassic Park
The lions had a long stare at the dinosaur. Another brachiosaur came by and gave the same bellowing sound and ate. There was another dinosaur.
After watching the gentle giants, the lions continued their walk down the jungle. But wherever they went, there were more dinosaurs. There was one that looked like a rhino but with three spikes. Horner said it was a Triceratops.
"How long have they lived here?" Simba asked Horner.
"A year," said the compy. "I've seen all of them."
"Are all of them plant-eaters?"
"No. There are also meat-eaters. Are you a meat-eater?"
"Yeah I am. I can hunt."
"You won't hunt me will you?"
"No."
"Who are you guys by the way?"
"I'm Simba. That's my dad…" he pointed to Mufasa. "…And that's my Uncle Scar." He pointed to Scar.
"You guys seem friendly." But he soon regretted it when Scar gave him a smile that sent the chills down Horner's spine. Mufasa's smile was comforting.
"I'm the king of the Pride Lands," Mufasa told Horner. "It is essential that we return home."
"I'll bet. But what are you guys? Are you a dinosaur?"
"I'm afraid we're not. We're lions, felines."
"Oh, this makes sense. Let's keep going."
They continued walking. They were near a large brush that a dinosaur was about to ram them with its thick skull but Scar clawed the herbivore. But it gave out a bellow to him. Scar snarled to it lashing out his claws, showing the dinosaur his ferocity. Then it bellowed out again and run off into a brush.
"What was that?" Simba asked Horner once the pachy disappeared.
"Pachycephalosaurus," said Horner.
"What?"
"That's what it is."
"Was it going to eat us?"
"No. They're just tough. That's all. Let's keep going."
Scar only stayed behind following his family and Horner. There was something about these animals that he didn't like.
The animals continued that they came to an open grassland. There were many dinosaurs here.
"What do you call these guys?" Simba asked.
Horner told the lions about the Parasaurolophus. Again the felines were shocked. Mufasa and Scar only walked slowly around not getting too close but Simba came to a nest. There were twelve eggs that were the size as an ostrich's.
"Cool!" Simba exclaimed.
He was just about to touch one until…
"Stay away from my babies!"
Simba looked up. There was a face that had a beak for a mouth, a crest on the head, and had the body of a lizard.
"Sorry," Simba apologized, backing away.
Walking away from the mother dinosaur, which Horner told him was a Maiasaura, Simba then ran around the plains. He met all the dinosaurs while Horner stayed by his side.
"This is so cool!" he yelled.
Scar was only looking to dinosaurs. Mufasa kept his eyes on Simba, grinning at his son's enjoyment. He too was curious about the dinosaurs. He heard every word Horner was saying.
"How much further?" Scar complained.
Horner forgot that he was leading these lions that he was with Simba with some dinosaur children.
"You'd probably be safer here," he told them. "Farther in the jungle are the carnivores. They will kill you."
"We must head for our destination though," said Mufasa.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"Oh, alrighty then. Be prepared." Scar glared at Horner. That was his catchphrase.
Mufasa went to get Simba that they and Scar followed Horner into the jungle. The jungle was getting thick now that they had to climb around large branches, cross giant footprints, walk through big brushes and ferns, and trees grown everywhere.
"I think we should've stayed at the beach," Mufasa heard Scar say. "Ever heard of danger Mufasa?"
"We have to stick together Scar," Mufasa told him.
"Yeah, that's your advice on everything. Stick together."
"Then what would you suggest?"
"Or we could've stayed with the herd and be trampled. Stick together, indeed."
"Then what good is it that we don't trust a dinosaur who knows this place?"
"There would be good if we stayed on the wood at the ocean."
"Don't come crying to me if we split and when those dinosaurs kill you."
"Yeah, you've never cared," Scar mumbled.
"What?" Mufasa questioned him.
"Nothing."
"What did you say?"
"I said nothing Mufasa!"
"Just tell me what you said Scar!"
"Nothing Mufasa!"
"Are they always like this?" Horner asked Simba.
"I don't know," Simba told him.
