#Allosaurus vs t rex free

He tore at the thick black hide, then jumped off again, then bull rushed the tyrannosaurus a second time. Swallowing his fear, and pushing aside all thoughts, Ax charged and leapt onto the beastвЂ™s back. It nudged him in the chest, sending him sprawling into the bushes. Ax backed away, his brain storming to remember why this beast seemed so familiar. His hide was crisscrossed with scars and his eyes glowed red.

He found himself face-to face with a black Tyrannosaurus rex, muscular to the point where his muscles had muscles. He sprang up, resilient as rubber, and turned to face his attacker. Then he was slammed to the ground as a ten-ton weight barreled into him. Was it because there were gigantic footprints over the leallynasaura corpse? Or because the bones were crushed to splinters? Or was it because Hatchet was lying face down in a puddle of his own blood? There was a slight disturbance behind Ax, a small rush of air, a bunching of muscles. Sometime later, he followed Hatchet's scent trail right back to the leallynasaura skeleton. Why, then, was there no trace of him after nearly forty-three tail-lengths of time? Shaking his head in confusion, Ax finished off the leallynasaura and started to search for Hatchet. Hatchet had left to look for slumbering stegosaurs and had promised to be back in a few bites.

Then with a roar, he sprang.ДЄx was really uncomfortable. He crouched, every muscle quivering in anticipation, every tendon taut and ready for action. ENOUGH DAYDREAMING! He yelled at himself. Leallynasaura, on the other foot, was tender and delicious. Allosaurs tasted horrible, he had learned that last time.

#Allosaurus vs t rex free

Now was the time to strike if he won- and he MUST win- he would also get a free meal. Dragged by the tail further and further back, it set about squealing its head off until the other allosaur closed in from the front and abruptly crushed its windpipe. Ha! The stupid allosaurus had forgotten to keep downwind of his prey! The whole pack took off at a terrific speed, but one unfortunate leallynasaura youngster stumbled. Suddenly the (prey) leader bolted upright. Thunder watched as the allosaur who fancied himself leader snuck up behind the unwary prey. A small band of the nocturnal leallynasaurids grazed silently on shrubbery, their glowing green eyes giving them away. Thunder tensed as the hated allosaurs came closer, but stopped when the delicious aroma of leallynasaura wafted past. The tyrannosaurus had retreated, but right now it felt like he was back watching them.ДЄ light breeze rustled the leaves overhead. A terrible fight had ensued, and they lost four close pack members. His one packmate got up growling uneasily, still traumatized by the death of his mate, brother and two other close friends when they had first moved into the territory, originally owned by a large bull tyrannosaurus. It almost felt like someone was stalking them. He quietly roused his one remaining packmate for a midnight snack. For one, the sky was a dirty, dusty black instead of the usual soothing deep indigo-blue. Despite the beautiful sunset, Hatchet could tell something bad was bound to happen. Clouds drifted over the water, disappearing into wisps and soon the sky was a murky, ink-black. The sky was tickled pink and magenta with streaks of purple here and there.

The sun was just sinking over the horizon, setting the water on fire and turning it a glorious blazing red.