Prehistoric Valley~ A Dinosaur RP (Open and Accepting)

[duna the killer]

Spirit walked away from her cave, having finished marking every blade of grass surrounding it. She walked to the watering hole. It was quite a distance from her den, but the water was great.

[Howl at the Moon]

Korsak Yudi walked around the burnt territory, a few raptors with him. They were patrolling their territory, making sure that any other dinosaurs had not taken advantage of the fire and invaded. Korsak did not rule by fear, but he was not afraid to kill to protect his pack and territory.



Aeros glided smoothly through the sky, his wings occasionally flapping to keep him airborne. His small eyes spotted the watering hole. He watched a pair of T-Rexes hunt some Triceratops. Below them, he saw the glint of fish scales below the surface of the water. He dived. A triceratops snorted. Aeros dove beneath the surface, grabbing the large fish. He went back to the surface, and landed on a sunbaked rock. He placed the fish down and ate it, his sharp beak removing the scales, to find the yummy meat inside.

[rainbow lion]

     Hissing, the female velociraptor walked a liitle ways. The scorching sand made her thick foot pads sink deep into the soft ground. A watering hole lay close. Walking to it Var-hok looked behind her, a patrol of velociraptors seemed to be searching the dunes. Quickening her pace she wanted to reach it before they spotted her. There atleast she could hide if the velociraptors were trying to capture her.

[meeeea]

Name:
Calrius


Gender:
Male


Age:
 3 Y/O


Type of Dinosaur:
Microraptor


Herd/Pack:
Loner


Mate:
None.


Crush:
None yet.


Offspring:
Hell naw.


Personality:
A sly little critter he is, getting what he wants by tricks and wits. He's usually after the ladies, and could care less about you. Other's view Calrius as a ball of shit since he acts rather childish and rude at times. Frankly, he doesn't care.


Description/Picture:
Shining onyx feathers, almost blue in color, snout and the area around his eyes are golden.


Other:
Pirate-y accent, knows his way around the seas and skies.

[duna the killer]

(Accepted, and I would like to add a new charrie)



Name: Patch
Gender: Male
Age: 3 years
Type of Dinosaur: Pachycephalosaurus
Herd/Pack: A large herd he is leader of
Mate: His herum
Crush: His herum
Offspring: He has alot
Personality: Patch, despite being the leader of his herd, sometimes goofs off. But, when times are serious, he is the opposite of a hatchling; serious and sometimes even deadly
Description/Picture:
Other: Nothing really

[meeeea]

Calrius spread his featherd limbs and gently glided towards a small tree-trunk, carefully raising his head and blinking his reptilian eyes with caution. The scent of raptors made him wary, but he knew they usually walked about in the desert areas. Out of pure curiosity, he thrusted his wings back and flew towards the sandy dunes, landing a few times to sniff the bitter air of the desert. The raptors and other dinos quickly came into view, they appeared to be gathering 'round a watering hole. He was parched himself, so taking a sip would be good for his soar throat. Swiftly landing, kicking up sand with his "wings" as he scurried down the stepper wide of the hole until he reached the cool liquid, dipping his snout in and sucking in the refreshing aqua. He eyed the other dinosaurs and decided to fly up to a female one (Spirit) and land on her head. Gripping the side of the raptor's head, he flung himself on and grined, winking at the female. "Hey there.~" Calrius churred, neatly seating himself on the raptor's snout.

[duna the killer]

Spirit chirped as a Microraptor landed on her head, "Uhh... Hello there. What are you doing on my head?"


Patch snorted as he led his herd through the plains. The distant cry of Triceratops spooked the herd. When the herd calmed, Patch lay down. The herd followed.

[meeeea]

"Out of pure curiosity, m'am." Calrius cackled, tapping his tail along the raptor's forehead. "I'll be off now, nice to meet you." The male chirped before thrusting his wings and gliding up into the air, angling his feathers for a slow and steady ride across the scorched skies.

[duna the killer]

Spirit nodded a good-bye as the Microraptor took flight. Spirit turned, sniffing the air for prey. She smelled Triceratops blood, as if a triceratops was just killed. She snorted. Spirit usually didn't scavenge, but she would only if the meat wasn't rotten. She found a lone Protoceratops. Spirit crouched in the underbrush. The Protoceratops wandered closer. SPirit leapt from the underbrush, digging her sickleclaw into the beast. The protoceratops screeched, but then collapsed as Spirit bit it's scruff. She looked around to make sure no more were around to help the protoceratops, and she then dug into her meal.

[W00gi]