Hey sorry dudes that this was had taken so long, but obviously i was working on the other one, and I've been with family and getting my ear peirced and watching MOANA! Which oh my f****** god was sooooo goooooood. I'm 16 and i made my aunty take me and my two little cousins to go see it and I was way more excited than they were it was so funny. I definetely recommend. Better than frozen and tangled and almost as good as lion King no joke.

Buck, of course, would have no idea that Beast would quickly find herself immersed in adventure, whether she was to like it or not. She hadn't been expecting to find it so soon, much less in such a big dosage. She was thrown in the deep end you might say.
More or less literally.
Let's rewind to only a few hours after Buck and Beast said goodbye, but not forever I assure you.

Beast wandered through the jungle with care. She had never been this far from the village before, and if Buck said was true, she'd be coming into the territory of a few nasty reptiles.

Despite Buck being worried, undoubtedly, Beast had told the truth about feeling better than she had in a long time. This world felt like nowhere else had before.
Home.

Beast took the smallest paths she could find through the jungle, being careful where she put her paws. How could a place so beautiful be so dangerous? The plants themselves were deadly, perhaps more deadly than the dinosaurs because of their trickery, jokers amongst the crowd but without the face paint.
Beast at first had been wandering East, but soon turned North east. The trip calmed her, and she at first was bothered because she thought it was too quiet. But no. It wasn't unnaturally quiet. It was just the lack of Buck. Either they were talking, or making noise somehow. And when they weren't, they were asleep.

The sounds of the jungle calmed her, now familiar to her. In the first week, she jumped at every rustle, and bristled at every dinosaur call that sounded dangerously close. Now though, very little about this world bothered her, and it was a blessing compared to the above-ground world.
Soon however, Beast found herself getting hungry, which was not a rare occurrence. Beast often found herself hungry, more often than she'd like. She never considered eating the weasels or other mammals of the village, but she did miss the red meat of the above-ground on occasion. This world may have been better as a whole, but there would always be drawbacks.

Instead of looking for a river or trying to get some fruit, she took this opportunity to scavenge. She knew Buck would never like her eating dinosaurs, alive or dead, so she had decided within the first week of being there that she wouldn't eat them.

If Buck was around, that is.

Now that he wasn't with her, she could find some meat.

But of course there were drawbacks to this too.

She wouldn't be the only scavenger in the dino world, and other dinosaurs may be faster than her to the kill. It was a precarious situation she had faced in the other world as well, but those creatures picked on someone their size, because size hadn't varied nearly as much up there as it did down there.

And she was solitary. They wouldn't be.

Beast tried to think of sneaky ways to get some food off of a carcass, but the only thing that came to mind was the classic snatch and run. Beast decided that was the only way she could pull it off.

Beast took a drink from a tiny stream that trickled between some rocks where ferns sat leisurely. She considered staying for a while, and just relaxing, but her stomach argued, and kept her going forward.

It took hours and hours, and finally she came across knew territory. The trees seemed to thin and shorten, then they shortened and thinned more, and then more. Soon there was rocky lands with shrubs and tall yellowed grass and prickly plants.
There was lots of ridges, rising to well over Beasts head, rocky and painful looking, but Beast took note of the area. She felt familiar in this kind of terrain, like it had many advantages. Beast couldn't climb trees most of the time, and that left her with very few escape options if she found herself in trouble in the jungle. But these rocky ridges would lame anything that did not have particularly hardened feet, and Beast thankfully had exactly that. Her paw pads had been hardened to the point where they very rarely got cut or injured, so this area would be a good escape plan if need be. She would have to get there, however, and that might take more than an hour if she was running.

Another plan she came up with was heading to water. Not many dinosaurs could swim, but instead wallowed in the waters shallows or were big enough to stand in the deep end easily. Others however, would not be able to.

Beast could swim very well, and if she found lakes deep enough, she would be able to escape anything like raptors that came after her.

These kind of thoughts went through Beasts head as she made her way along. Future planning to avoid danger. She'd never been able to do it in the other world. She was always moving around, had very rarely gone back to the same place twice. But here. She could map the whole area and know all its secrets, just like Buck did.
She could see the sense in that. Having a level of familiarity was strange to her, but she knew it would grow. She would just have to adventure a lot. Just like Buck.
Buck's way of life seemed like the best to her, except she didn't have a crush on anyone, which would disturb her life. Buck however was clearly not as lucky.

It doesn't even seem like a crush, Beast thought, it seems like something deeper, what he feels for her…

Beast had watched Buck watch Lucy, and she never was able to comprehend his expression. He seemed calm, and yet excited at the same time.

But more notably, he seemed sane.

No nonsense came out of his mouth and no surprising jumps to action.

Beast could tell the difference even more when Lucy actually came to talk to them. He was trying. Actually trying not be insane. His laughs were more even and he didn't laugh too much unless something really really really funny happened, while she was in the vicinity. Which was rare.

His movements were smoother.

His expression more even.

Beast hadn't said anything yet, but she intended too. Mainly to tease him childishly, cooing and rolling her eyes. She wondered what it was like to get him drunk. He'd probably really open up, and that would probably be hilarious. Beast had seen animals get drunk before on too-ripe fruit. Mostly pirates who did it on purpose. She had avoided it herself because she had no friends to get drunk with, but now, in the best of ways, things had changed.

Beast went through the shrub land, and noticed the sun was dipping lower without her knowing.

If this world was anything like the other one, this would be when the scavengers started to come out.

Soon, when the world turned red with the sun was gripping on the edge of the raised horizon, Beast came across the end of the shrubby and rocky land.
It merged easily and comfortably into plains. Plains that stretched. Stretched, and stretched more and just a little bit more to the point where the only sign of it ending was only a dark thin line.

And dinosaurs!

Dinosaurs all over them!

Herbivores of every size were munching on the grass, which changed from brown and spindly, where Beast was standing, to green and lush, further along. It was every carnivore's dream.

And corpses!

Corpses everywhere!

Well, maybe not everywhere, and some of them were probably just sleeping dinosaurs, but there was certainly some that attracted the scavengers. It was every scavenger's dream.

Beast stayed where she was, hiding among the grass, trying to determine which corpse was safest to take from. The closest one certainly wasn't. that had so many scavengers that Beast couldn't tell the difference between the alive flesh and the dead.

The other one further on, however, seemed to only have a few. Clearly the scavengers were thinking alike. Stay close to the jungle in case you need to run.
Beast made her way into the plains. The grass reached her shoulder, so she moved her head to a point where she could still see the corpse, but hopefully wouldn't be noticed by anything that felt like a furry creature today.

She had to pass uncomfortably close to a few dinosaurs every now and then, but none of them bothered her, and she didn't startle them.
That was another danger of plains that Beast knew of. If you started a herbivore, it startled the next one over, and so on and so on until you had the worst way to die. Stampede. And dinosaurs? Stampeding creatures that weighed well over ten tons? A quicker death by stampede, but no less terrifying.

Beast managed to make it to the dead dinosaur without any trouble. That was part one. Part two, however, was a toss-up. You could never predict the attitude of a scavenger. Some were so busy or determined on eating that they either didn't notice or didn't care about other scavengers such as herself. On the other hand though, they may have enough energy and determination to try fight her off.

So Beast approached slowly. If she had a pack like these guys would, then she would have been able to scare them off, -they were only small bastards-, but alas, she did not, and had no other choice but to be the lowest of the low.

She crawled in until her nose touched the gloriously smelling meat. Everything about it made her mouth water. Fish was fine, but this? This was heavenly.
She must have been lucky, because the raptors and pterosaurs took no notice of her. some peered, as if trying to decide whether fluffy meant she was worthy enough to eat with them, or stared as if trying to determine what she was.

Good luck with that guys. I had the same struggle most of my life, Beast thought with a huff.

And that was her final thought for the rest of the day and most of the evening. She burrowed into the corpse with her teeth, and nothing had felt this good in a very long time.

With the help of the other creatures which were feasting just as much as she was, the corpse was almost gone by morning.

As the flesh started to completely disappear, so did the scavengers.

A couple had tried getting to the scraps Beast was finishing, but had quickly been deterred. They weren't hungry enough to really fight her off. Not long before day break, the last had decided they were full enough. Beast watched with a smile as the last raptors started to wander off with a sway that only a full belly could cause.
Her own meat had completely disappeared.

But there was more.

So much more.

As soon as the reptiles were out of her sight, she chose the thinnest bones on the corpse, of which there were few, and still were as thick as Beast's leg. At these, she started to gnaw away at the bones. Her teeth scraped against the freshly picked bones and cracks started to appear in the white.

Just as the world was starting to lighten, Beast had reduced the bone count considerably.

And she, for the first time, was full on red meat. Never in her life had she been able to eat that much red meat. She lounged under the rib-cage of the dead body, relaxing, and waiting for her belly to digest the goods inside, which of course had swollen with food.

As soon as the sounds of dawn from the jungle sifted into the air, Beast decided it was time to go. She was full and slow, which made her an easier target. She was safest to get back to the jungle.
She stood and stretched, yawning exceptionally wide, and made her way back. Nothing followed her. And nothing dangerous, just yet, laid ahead.
But things would change soon enough.

Beast had managed to find a rocky area, only a few metres across, raised on the ground and surrounded by sharp brambles. Now that it was daytime, it was unlikely something would try sneak up on her, and even if they did, they would have to go through the thorny bushes which rustled loudly with every movement. Her tough skin kept the thorns out, but she had to tug herself away from the tangles a few times. When she did, she stretched herself out on the rock, yawned once more, and then flopped onto her side to sleep.

She didn't dream, just laid heavily in the heat, her body trying to process the amount of food, and the kind, that she had just taken in. It was only a few hours however, before her sleep was strangled and wakefulness came upon her. She stirred slowly, feeling her mind wanting to return to sleep. She then registered the next rustle of the shrubs, and she blinked, sitting up quickly.

The rustles, at first, were coming from straight ahead of her, and her hackles rose. A second creature however started moving to her left, and she stood in surprise. When a third area started rustling, she started to get angry, and growled. The movements stopped for a few moments, obviously trying to decide what kind of threat the growl posed. But she must not have been intimidating enough, and the intruders figured three could take on one, and started coming towards her again. She could see them just yet, but she knew they were coming. She thanked her past self for thinking of the idea, but now she had to figure out how to get out. She couldn't use tricks, she had no way to make traps without Buck's help. He had the opposable thumbs, not her.

She would just have to fight her way past them until she could run clear. She wouldn't beat them in the long run, but she could maybe startle them enough, and make it to a body of water. The rocky lands were too far away, which would have been preferable, but Beast knew a river curved around the edge of those plains that she had feasted at.

Beast shook herself out, and waited.
then she saw it, a scaly green nose thrashing the brambles aside. They must have smelt the blood on Beasts muzzle from eating the carcass and thought she was injured. They'd attack thinking she wouldn't be too hard to bring down. They would be right about that of course, but she could still give them a scare. As the snout got closer, she soon saw two eyes through the branches, and it spotted her too. It stared hungrily, even as Beast lowered her head and growled louder than before. It then proceeded to thrash faster. At this, Beast gave out a high-pitch sound, similar to a whine but far more violent, swinging her head side to side to see if the other raptors were close. Her ears were so far against her skull that it abstracted her hearing.

She had to move now or she'd be trapped even more. She couldn't just climb carefully out on account of avoiding injury from the thorns, so she would just have to suck it up and jump from where she was. She was thankful that she had an extended jump.

Before she panicked and chickened out, Beast jumped. She gave herself a few steps of a run up, then launched off the edge of the rocky spot. She only just cleared the Raptor in front, the one closest to her, and landed amongst the bushes, yelping as the thorns tangled in her fur and pulled on it. They also blocked her landing, so she tripped and rolled, but quickly rose and started running, despite the bushes snagging on her.
It wasn't long however before she cleared the bushes and came to shrubby lands with short grass and very little vines. She didn't look back, but it again wasn't long before she heard the clicking of their claws and angry hisses.

Beast went to jump over a strange looking log, but it moved. She gave a yelp as she collided with the side of a large herbivore. She landed on the ground and scrambled to her feet as she saw the raptors approaching.
She slipped under the belly of the herbivore, and almost stopped in shock.

On the pathway was large herbivore after large herbivore before her, using the large pathway to graze at the trees and plants with plenty of room to move. Beast considered running deeper into the jungle as she ran on, but realised this would be an advantage. She had to dodge dinosaurs, but so would the hunters, and it might buy her enough time to find the river. She guessed this was just one of the popular highways that led onto the plains, and it would only be so wide. She knew there would be an end and that it would be soon…maybe…she hoped…

She had to watch herself amongst the moving masses of muscles and mayhem, to avoid being crushed to death. She became more determined to live when she heard a scream-like screech from behind which was quickly cut off, which made her fur bristle on her neck. In a short space of distraction, Beast looked back when she heard another screech, and in consequence she got knocked to the side painfully by a tail. Beast rolled until her body stopped as it bashed against a tree. This time she knocked her head, and for a moments everything went black. White dots then sprinkled and twinkled across her eyes. But she knew if she didn't get up quickly she soon wouldn't get up at all, which became more apparent when she saw the scarred raptor was trying to make his way past a grumpy family of triceratops. He hissed and jumped back from them as they swung their heads back and forth, their horns occasionally scraping against the ground as they tried to warn the predator off.

Beast blinked wildly to clear her head as much as she could before she stood, then started running again.
This time nothing hit her. this time nothing bashed her or bruised her or buried her beneath their feet.
But she felt something try to bite her tail, and telling by the violent screech behind her, the raptor had somehow caught up. Beast yelped, then growled, trying not to turn around. And then there was there saving grace. A collection of rocks stood before her, and she may not have even known the river was there if there were not reflections off the rocks, tell-tale sign of water.

Beast pushed her muscles for one last go, aiming for the rocks. Once she felt the soft earth turn hard, and could no longer see the rock, she leaped in a very similar fashion as before. She hit the water as if it were a comfort compared to being bashed into a tree by a tail. She managed to not suck in any water, and then kicked herself to the surface. Once there, she was carried away by the current. The large raptor stepped as if he was going to follow her, but must have decided against it, and she watched him slink away as the current, (calm but still moving) pushed her slowly down stream. She only floated for a little while before she swam to the opposite bank, and pulled herself up.

Only then did she realize how tired she was. She was breathing heavily, her muscles hurt and her stomach felt as if she was going to be sick. She tried her hardest to hold it in, and eventually her stomach calmed itself. Beast found a rock along the shore and flopped down onto it, resting and trying to dry herself out.
"Well…." She groaned to herself, "That was fun."

More of this stuff later guys, Hope you enjoyed.