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It was all that was left, that flaming ashen crater. Charlie inhaled the smoke as it burnt his lungs. His eyes welled with tears as he blinked through the last image of earth any of the dinosaurs ever saw.
The tallest pray were always considered the hardest to hunt, at least by many of the singular lonesome hunters. His pack never had to worry about a one on one confrontation, they stacked the odds in their favor. Numbers. They swarm a beast, no matter how large, and in the end, it became a meal.
Walking to school Charlie thought about the simple days... hiding under his mother's leg while she stormed around looking for food. Until that fateful day she was eaten by a T-Rex. Because Charlie is a Raptor.