Tom smiles and hands Pyra the dead compys.

Pyra smield and began to cook them.

Tom waits.

Once again, the foods cooked.

Tom smiles at this.

Then shrieks shake the shy and Pyra hurriedly put out the fire and hid the cooked dinosaurs.

Tom growls slightly and holds his knives in both hands.

The two sees a pack of Dimorphidons and a few Pteranodon flying above. The latter were bigger than the kids, with beaks the size of their arms. The former were smaller, about the size of small dogs, but had wicked, sharp teeth.

Tom stays silent.

After a bit, the pack flew off, heading to a cliff side.