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The Scavenger Hunt
by: Michelle A., Grade: 6+


The evening had started to come, many of the roars and constant noises had started to die down, like the sun falling into the distance. A small adult Tyrannosaurus took the darkening evenings as a chance to find a dinner.
His nose was lifted in the air, but his remarkable sense of smell could not locate a source of food. He started to wander off into the forest, he had enough strength then to walk great distances, but he was too tired to run.
His nose was alert, the Tyrannosaur made his way through a maze of ancient jungle trees. He knew this world, a wide valley was beyond the trees. He knew many herbivores wandered this area, he's seen them before many times. The trees started to scatter, and before long the Tyrannosaurus had reached his destination.
In the gloomy evening, the Tyrannosaurus lifted his head again, and sniffed the small breeze.
Sucess! The scent of flesh was in the air. It wasn't far....perhaps on the other side of the valley. The wide open valley was empty now, except for a few small reptiles and pterosaurs, looking for insects in the dark part of day. The moon had started to appear, the Tyrannosaurus knew he had to go quick.
Although his vision was terrible, he saw a pack of smaller carvinores not too far ahead. The sounds of their screetches filled the air. The Tyrannosaurus sniffed again. Whatever the small carnivores were eating is what hes been looking for this whole time.
The Tyrannosaurus slowly started to walk his way up to the small carnivores, who seemed unaware of it's presense. But his hunger striked, the Tyrannosaurus lifted his head and gave out a deafening roar.
It was then the small dinosaurs noticed the large creature in the darkness. But they did not flee, they circled their meal and shouted wildly. There were maybe 20 of them, young and old, they would not let the carnivore steal their meal.
The Tyrannosaurus charged towards the crowd, although he could not run, he trotted quickly.
But the small carvinores still did not flee.
The Tyrannosaurus was furious. It lifted his head again and started to move even closer to the pack...
Slash! The leader of the group of the small carvinores leaped onto the tyrannosaurus' leg and slashed wildly with a large claw suspended on it's foot. Another join, and another, before the Tyrannosaurus was circled, trapped in a crowd of smaller carnivores.
He had no choise to flee. He sliced his way through the crowd, hurrying back to the forest of trees. They may have been small, but their bites, kicks and scratches could scare off any animal, herbivore or not. The Tyrannosaur's leg stung wildley, but he tried to ignore it.
Back through the maze of trees, he made it back to his home, he would sleep this night. Maybe tomorrow he could scavenge yet another meal...



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