Beginnings

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Millions of years ago, in a time where the impossible was possible 1 egg lay silently, awaiting it's perfect moment to seize the skies. Slowly as seasons passed the mother, who was just about to fly out for fish heard the faintest noise derive from her nest, In that moment the tiny purple spotted shell cracked. In pure happines the bird let out a bellow for the father to hear, as swift as a train he landed in the nest just in time for the second egg to imitate the object next to it, Both parents inordinately watched hoping that their 3rd egg wouldn't be long behind.

*crack* *crunch* *crack* The Minute baby arose from it's slimy prison, looking up gleefully to see it's beautiful heart-warmed parents going down to him and gently putting heads together as a form of hug. In no time at all his new younger sister copied him once again and our young pteranadon's journey had only just begun.

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