Diane stared at the lake shore. Already, some of the smaller members of her kind had begun to move toward it, eager to begin searching for food. Soon, she would join them, as would the male she shared this pond with.

For now, though, Diane was content to enjoy the sun for a few more minutes.

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Of the many residents of the park, Diane had adapted the fastest to her new residence, and for good reason: crocodiles and alligators had not changed physically for millions of years. It was because, quite simply, they were the best at what they did: being aquatic ambush predators. Cold blood was not an issue when you lived in the tropics. The ability to hibernate meant you could endure the worst of the worst of times without losing too much strength. Strong armor protected you from predators. Indeed, crocodiles were the best adapted of the predatory reptiles, an if man could not push them into extinction, they will be around long after humanity is gone.

But this was of no concern to Diane. Now, all that concerned her was the great variety of life that now surrounded her.

Some, such as the robust tyrannosaur she had attacked earlier for intruding on her territory, were not too different from what she had left behind. In fact, several had not changed at all. Yet others, such as the bulky mammals she had seen in a nearby stream, were unlike anything she had ever met. Those ones were the biggest case: their tusks had discouraged even her from an attack.

Now, though, she turned her eyes toward the skies. In the air, birds now filled the role of the mighty pterosaurs. Some waded at the lakeshore for food. Others skimmed the surface and dived in to find tasty morsels. Some had even cleaned her teeth.

In this area, at least, life had hardly changed.

Now, though, several old ideas had been made new. Among them were the giant sauropods. Before, she had seen long necks, but only in isolated pockets, with three or four being the norm. Now, though, there was at least six whenever she saw them coming to the lake to drink. She dared not attack them, for they were big enough to break free of her bite, and could easily kill her if provoked. No, these giants were beyond her reach, though for how long was unanswered.

Yet these concerns were trivial for the super gator. She had had plenty of food in her new home and had not felt the need to search for prey, aside from the occasional bird that got close to her.

It seemed only fitting that the one giant who's world had changed the least was the one who adapted to the present the best of all.