Whip-like vines lashed at my face as I sped away from the crime scene. I ducked and weaved through the tangled mess of branches and webs that reached out to prevent my escape. My task was a lonely one. Although exhilarating, it could also prove deadly. My senses had to be fine-tuned to the precise guidelines that were associated with the nature of my mission.
Not only was my course of action dangerous, for it left no room for error, but it was ruthlessly difficult. Even though I had done this many times before, it was still no less punishing. I heard a furious roar in the distance. Realising the implications I increased my pace. Horror filled my body and sent my mind on a dangerous path of fear and doubt, my pursuers had returned earlier than I had initially expected.
Nervously I began to stumble in my stride. Looking over my shoulder, I started to panic. My eyes widened as a huge buttress root rose from the ground. Disaster strucked and I curled up in submission, accepting my doomed fate.
An empty bowl of twigs and grass stung our eyes. Our playful smiles turned to hateful smirks. Gathering our strength, we let out a cry of disbelief and yearning for our missing treasures. We had been robbed of not only the greatest gifts our lives had brought us, but the very purpose of our existence. I inhaled deeply to catch the scent of the assailant. Turning on the heels of my hind legs, I stomped of toward the fiendish coward. The tracks grew further and further apart as the burglar picked up speed. Rounding a corner, I narrowed my vision to see in the distance those fearful, innocent eyes that glared back at me. I almost felt sorry for this sinister creature as it turned and thumped into the foundation of a willow. I eased back the reigns, slowly drawing to a halt. It seemed to be unconscious as I sniffed its limp body.
As I leant down to pick up the ghastly figure, I felt a digging pain in each side. Shaking violently I fell to the ground as two other raptors pecked at the flesh, lying bare and vulnerable in my open wounds. I heard a screech and realised that the same the same fate had befallen my poor friend. I looked at my murderers in pure hatred of the evil deed they had committed against me when they stole my most precious possessions; my unborn children.
The raptors fell back from the swipe of the mammoth T-Rex so-called ‘ruler of the land.’ They had failed their duty in finishing off the second beast. They turned back in shame, defeated and fleeing. The drained Tyrannosaurus left them to return to their pack as it searched for its dying mate in sorrow.
As it limped towards her body, it disinterestedly noted the scattering hunters. It scoffed at them, with its last puff of breath, as an added encouragement for them to leave in peace. Sobbing in ruin, it swore revenge on the assassins. Robbed of life’s joys, only vengeance gave it reason to live. It collapsed against the lifeless body and closed its eyes as it gained strength for its approaching hunt.
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