Except Audrey who was flying low to the ground, everyone walked carefully further down the grass field until a one-meter white rock came into view. As we got closer, more of the same rocks appeared, scattered across the landscape.
But we could immediately tell that those were not rocks. Those were eggs.
At that moment, we heard the growl again. It dragged on like the grinding of a noisy engine struggling to start.
We did not even need to get close to where the eggs began to see the first of the creatures in the distance.
It was a four-meter-tall feathered lizard that stood on long, powerful hind legs. Its two arms were short, feathered, and shaped like a bird's. Its neck was extremely long, supporting a narrow head that ended in a snout filled with thin, needle-like teeth, while its long tail swayed slightly behind it to maintain its balance.
