The team watched as the female tyrannosaur sunk her teeth into the Maiasaura's hip, causing the hadrosaur to howl in pain. Before she could do any worse, though, something unexpected happened: the youngest of her pack, who's attention was still focused on the duckbill his elder had caught, collided with the large tyrant dinosaur, causing her to release the herbivore, who wasted no time in retreating to his herd. The rest of the pack soon arrived, only to realize that their quarry had escaped. The elder female looked at the youngest of her offspring and snorted in disapproval, before turning to walk off, making sure to hit her son with her tail as she did so. The rest of her pack soon followed, eventually joined by their youngest, who trailed some distance behind the rest.

The juvenile hadrosaur eventually managed to limp back to his herd, who were still on the move. Soon, he'd rejoined his female companion, but this time, they decided to stay near the rest of their kind - the chase had reminded them why they stuck with the herd. Said mass of dinosaurs was making its way toward a clearing, where they would have plenty to eat and little cover for predators to hide behind.

The team watched all of this without moving a muscle - true, they wanted to save the herbivores, especially the now injured male, but now was not the time.

The two tyrant dinosaurs watching the herd briefly considered trying to turn the wounded male into a meal, but ultimately stayed their ground - the herd was large enough that the risk of injury was too great. Thus, reluctantly, they returned to join the group is following the herd, occasionally snarling at one another.

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Back at the park, Sean is hard at work training some of the park's flying residents.

Sean began to swing a rope through the air. Only a second passed before a feathered form fell upon on. Within moments, the raptor (the avian one, not the dinosaurian one) was pecking it to death.

Nearby, Small Crest watched on, having taken a few steps away from the edge of his cage.

The dimorphodont was the newest member of Sean's aerial menagerie, and while he certainly wasn't treated any differently from his fellows, he still tended to be aloof toward his new companions. Given that most of them would likely see him as food, this wasn't entirely a surprise. Sean knew it would take some time for the pterosaur to grow accustomed to his new roommates.

...Maybe bribing him with crickets could speed things up?

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There was only a hint of movement beneath the water, but it was enough. A triangular maw descended into the river, grasping itself around a fish. Within moments, the long neck it was connected to pulled back, allowing the Triassic reptile to draw its catch ashore.

The female Coelophysis watched as the creature swiftly wolfed down the fish, before turning its head toward the river once more. The creature was lizardlike in appearance, but with a surprisingly long neck - reminiscent of another Triassic reptile the park had familiarity with, Tanystropheus. This was hardy surprising - the creature before her was Tanytrachelos, a close relative to Tanystropheus. This was a riparian predator, no better at swimming than its larger cousin. The only true swimmer amongst the group was Dinocephalosauurs, and in its absence, the only members of this group at the park mostly lazed about on beaches and riverbanks, hunting like herons and storks. Now, though, they had to compete with those avians for good meals.

The sound of heavy footsteps instantly turned both predators' attentions toward an opening in the trees surrounding the stream. Here, a large shape began to amble toward the running water, always looking around cautiously. This was one of the park's megalosaurs - a Torvosaurus tenneri, to be exact. This was a part of their exhibit, and this one had come down for a drink. A group of wandering Thescelosaurus were quenching their thirst directly opposite to the predator, whose presence had briefly interrupted their drinking. The group was not in any real danger though - they were too swift for the predator, and would not provide a good meal even if caught.

The coelophysoid, however, felt that it was time for her to leave. Taking a mment to snatch up the catfish she had caught, she retreated back toward her exhibit, with the tanystropheid following a moment after - best to get out while the going was good.

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Back in the past, Nigel and co had continued their pursuit of the herd. Said pursuit had lasted the whole day, and now, with the sun beginning to make its way down the horizon, the herd was preparing to bed down for the night. Already, the herd was forming a defensive circle, with the adults making up the rim and the juveniles in the center. The injured male had moved in closer to the youngest members of the herd, likely to seek protection from other predators. His injury made him an obvious target.

Seeing how difficult it would be for the team to try and rescue the herd now, Nigel decided to call it a day. Camp was soon established, with the youngest members working hastily to set up a fire.

"So, how's the day going?" asked Tristan.

"Not so bad," replied Michelle. "By the way, is it normal for giant predators who live in the park to get along so fast?"

Turning to face what Michelle was looking at, Tristan noticed Terence attempting to offer a piece of meat to Layla...who took it after a moment, but not before hissing and snapping at Terence.

"...Nope."

"Then why is Terence so kind for an apex predator?"

"The hell if I know. He's weirdly social."

"I see."

Michelle turned her attention back toward Layla. She watched the predator eat her morsel in silence, before throwing a piece of meat at the tyrannosaur. After looking at it for a moment, Layla snapped at it...only for the morsel to be yanked away. Smiling, Michelle watched as the tyrannosaur tried to refocus her attention on the meat, then tugged on the rope connected to the slab of flesh just as the tyrannosaur bit down. She did this one more time before finally letting the tyrannosaur enjoy her meal - Michelle could reasonable, but even she had limit to her patience.

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Approximately two miles away from the group, a carnivore sniffed the air - it had been tracking a herd of lambeosaurs for some time now, only for a new scent to fill its nostrils. This one was a mixture of odors, each signatures of a different species - Maiasaurs, centrosaurs, and ankylosurs among others. Even the faint hint of Daspletosaurs was there. Now, though, an unfamiliar odor had entered its nasal cavity. This one smelled more like a mammal than anything else, perplexing the large predator. Still, the smell of the new creature was in the same direction of its current quarry. Perhaps it could find these new prey after a kill had been made.

Letting out a low growl, the predator marched onwards, its pack following a moment later. The fading light of the sun illuminated its bodies, revealing a mixture of feathers and scales, most an iridescent blue. If one had to guess what this creature was, most would assume it to be a Tyrannosaurus rex. On closer inspection, though, the difference became more obvious - this beast was smaller, and more lightly built. It was clearly geared more toward speed than power. One would likely realize it was an albertosaur after a few moments of examination.

Hundreds of miles away, a distantly related pack of predators of this same species harassed a migrating herd of thick nosed ceratopsians. These Gorgosaurus, however, pursued different prey, and now, they were on the hunt.

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AN: No, that wasn't Gorgon. I just really liked the Walking With Dinosaurs movie model for Gorgosaurus.

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