Onwards the team trekked, determined to find their targets. All around them, the forest had fully awakened. Mammals and lizards scurried through the trees, while insects scuttled through the underbrush. Occasionally, they would hear the call of a bird or mammal, but none revealed themselves, leaving the team feeling oddly alone in this ancient forest. The younger members took this as an excuse to chat.

"So Tristan, what else do you think we might encounter now that dragons have been proven real?"

"Why are you asking, Alice?"

"Because we've encountered a creature thought impossible, now maybe we can see even more impossible things."

"Such as?"

"Well, do you think we could save any animals from the movies? Like King Kong? Or Godzilla?"

"Or the Indominus rex?" offered Vera.

That last comment practically made Tristan balk. "Why the HELL would you want to rescue the Indominus? That THING is psychotic! And I really don't think rescuing either of those daikaiju would be a remotely good idea. Also, those creatures are definitely not real."

"Well, maybe a time portal could take us to an alternate universe where they are real?"

"I doubt that, but I'll keep it into consideration. And before you ask, I'd like to rescue the Brachiosaurus from Isla Nublar."

"...Oh, that one. Yeah, me too. Me too."

Before the conversation could continue, a rustling in the trees turned the group's attention skywards. At first, they could see nothing within the canopy, but eventually, a group of monkey like animals emerged from the branches. To some degree, the creatures resembled squirrels, but they also clearly had traits associated with basal primates, with faces similar to both lemurs and tarsiers.

"So, we're looking at a group of early primates," noted Aiden. "Why is this not a surprise?"

"We do have a aberrant amount of luck with finding animals," noted Vera. "If that changes, I'd be surprised."

"I believe we're looking at two different species here," observed Nigel. "One appears to be Plesiadapis itself, the other...I think its Elphidotarsius."

"What a mouthful," responded Alice, with some annoyance. "So, have primates started eating fruits yet, or do we need to use bugs to bait them toward us?"

Beside her, Tristan was already setting up the portal. "They should have made the move to an omnivorous diet by this point. You think they might like pineapples?"

"How about mangoes?" was Alice's response, and indeed, she already had one in her hand. She tossed one into the air, managing to impale it against one of the branches. Curious, several of the primates moved toward the fruit, while Alice began to pile a few into the portal. In the canopy, the early primates were starting to tear into the mango, clearly enjoying it. Once the fruit was devoured, and the humans appeared to become distracted, the troop charged into the portal, disappearing one by one until none remained.

Just as the group was about to close the portal, a group of Miacis scampered down from the canopy and darted into the present. Seconds behind them were a group of larger mesonychids charged in, though the intimidating factor of their appearances was mitigated when the leader of said group slipped as it charged into the portal, resulting in the group piling into each other as they entered the portal.

Nigel was the first to recover from the shock plaguing the group following the amusing sight. "I wonder how Bob is going to deal with all of those?"

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On the other side of the portal, Bob is answering that problem. Though he does have help.

An enraged howl filled the air, echoing through the holding pens. The mammals that had just arrived through the portal were all cowering as far as possible from the source of the noise.

The female Yutyrannus paced through her pen, huffing in anger. She was not happy to be outside of her territory and separated from her mate. The increased heat was only compounding her ire. Scaring the small mammals had calmed her slightly, but she still had a lot of rage to work through.

"OI, QUIET DOWN!"

Perplexed, the female turned toward the strange sound and found Bob staring at her, annoyance clear on his face. She hissed at him, only to promptly get lightly hosed down. She leapt back in surprise, before snarling and retreating away from the human. The unexpected soaking, however, did manage to calm her, as the water helped to cool her down.

Seeing that the female had been pacified, Bob sighed in relief. "She's been like this ever since we pulled her out of her exhibit. I blame the unicorn rhino - he's been busting up the posts separating their pens. I think he also charges them when the she gets to close. We had to move the female down here until the posts are fixed - Suzanne is checking on his mate. He's running a fever."

Hopefully, things don't get too problematic.

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Elsewhere, some of the park's Triassic residents are meeting the neighbors.

The male cynodont crawled out of his burrow. It had taken time, but curiosity had finally overcome caution. Additionally, familiarity with his surroundings had made him more relaxed - no large predators could get to him here. With this peace of mind, he was fine exploring his new home.

He ambled over a log, spooking a resting lizard in the process. The skunk hissed at him, before beating a retreat. The male paid the reptile no mond, for he was interested only in dating his thirst.

As he passed by some ferns, he noticed a Boreogomphodon browsing on some of the plants. One of his neighbors, the traversodont was a close cousin of his, but she was an herbivore, and this not a competitor for food. In a nearby stump, several Adelobasileus were foraging for grubs, snapping up any they found. Normally used to feeding at night, these synapsids had become more diurnal once it became apparent they were not going to be hunted in the daylight.

At last teaching the creek he had been searching for, the Chinleotherium wasted no time quenching his thirst. In the distance, he could make out the shape of a prosauropod, about four hundred meters away, browsing on some leaves. The familiar presence of the giant herbivore was oddly calming to the tiny cynodont. This one wouldn't eat him, though, and it was more likely to sense danger than him, so there was that.

A splashing at the opposite bank of the creek pulled the male out of his drinking. Looking up, he watched as a strange looking cynodont emerged from the water and began to devour some mussels. Briefly, it looked at him, sizing him up. Soon, though, it lost interest and returned to feeding. Yet the male could not help but notice how odd this cynodont looked - a long tail, a strangely rounded head (completely unlike a traversodont's), and, oddly enough, webbed feet. When had this one become a swimmer?

Eventually, the Didelphodon ate his fill and disappeared into the water once more, leaving the cynodont on his own.

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