i scream for you

Osprey had no idea, how big a T-rex could be either. To be true - she didn't even know, how most of the dinosaurs looked like. Rather the girl enjoyed the foreign names and tailored an appropriate image of the creatures in her imagination. The dinosaur hunting games also were more fun than the speculations of, what could these overgrown lizards have looked like.

"Did I slay it?" Osprey rolled her eyes. Crete was not very easy to read sometimes, but he was a boy and he was predictable in some aspects. Like this. If you told another hunter that you have seen a super-big deer out in the woods, the next question would certainly be - did you bring it down? Then you could either lie that you did and hid the corpse or tell that you valued it's beauty and let it go.

"Of course not," she huffed. "I mean, if it's head is in the clouds and it's feet is as big as tree trunks, how do you imagine I will kill it? It could have stomped me flat like a pancake."