The choice is made

The sun was going down when dozens and dozens of birds and dinosaurs from the Montain gathered at the 'cutting stones'. It was an area in the arid steppe where the stones were particularly sharp, which is why they called it that. If anyone had seen that scene they probably would have been confused a lot: hundreds of dinosaurs (generally dromaeosaurids), birds and even some pterosaurs gathered all together without threatening or hurting each other was a really strange sight.

Suddenly the sky darkened for an instant and a large winged creature landed on the largest rock. It was a large pterosaur with a wingspan of at least eight meters. An azhdarcho. "I see that many have answered the call" he said looking around. "It's the first time I've seen so many animals gathered together"

"Welcome, noble Rostro" a hawk greeted him, bowing his head respectfully, and all the birds immediately did the same. The dinosaurs don't emulate them, but they nodded respectfully to him nonethe

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