I am a Utahraptor, known throughout these lands as 'The Merciless'. I am a killer who feels no sympathy, and I have only one goal in life. This goal I must achieve, no matter how much blood must be spilled. Avenge my son. Kill the pack of Deinonychus who dared attack him. Destroy them all. Every last one. #1 in Prehistoric (as of 05/12/2018) #9 in Dinosaur (as of 06/12/2018)

I will never forget what happened to me all those years ago. The day I lost everything- my mother, my entire pack- still stays vivid in my broken mind, haunting me to this very day. I was so young when it happened, yet I still remember the blood leaking out of the necks that had been slit, and the last screams of intense fear from creatures I had known from birth. I am a Deinonychus, and I am the last of my kind. #3 in prehistoric (as of 13/12/2018)

66,000,000 years ago. Black Talon knew life was cruel. He knew all too well. But, he also knew that now was a time for rest- he had his pack, and his friends by his side. Things were actually quite good. But it was not going to last. A virus. A virus came. Those who become infected become known as The Virals. As the world crashes down around him, Black Talon knows he can either give up and die, or fight to survive. But things are not so easy when the past and the present constantly haunt your mind... #35 in virus (05/12/2018) #15 in dinosaur (06/04/2019)

Dune was lucky- very lucky. He was still alive, even though he was a runt. He was alpha of his pack. Even if he was weak, his luck helped him survive all his challengers! However, a day came when everything changed. Betrayed and left for dead by the raptor he trusted the most, he realizes just how cruel the world really is. He realizes that, if one wants to be strong, if one wants to stay alive, they must never love or trust. And so, Dune's bloody tale of revenge begins... #10 in Dinosaur (as of 06/04/2019)

I had lost her. The one I loved, the one I would die for, had perished. I stood over her broken body, as tears trickled down my cheek, dripping one by one onto her blood- the blood which would have kept her alive. The meteors outside the cave didn't stop slamming into the ground, creating an eruption of debris. I closed my eyes, and entered what seemed to be a flashback...