Oh to be a Baryonyx eating fish in a puddle in the rain with your friend.
A proper greeting for the newcomer in the Ceratosaurus enclosure.
"Oh, were you having a conversation? Don't mind me just walking right through your group." Alternatively, it looks like the Paras being very curious about and inspecting the
Diplodocus together.
I'm getting better at the terrain tools, but this path is still a disgrace. At least that fence isn't electrified or have a carnivore on the other side (it's ceratopsians, though, which also doesn't sound very safe to fall onto).
Old Trike comforting a newer addition to the herd, I like to think. The scary, loud helicopter is only there for a moment and will soon go away, she's seen this enough times to know.
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