Roleplaying

Fern got comfortable again as her mate entered the nest. Her eyes soon gave up, and drooped shut. Just as she was drifiting into sleep. she heard annoying squeaking. She ignored the sound and continued trying to catch some Z's. SQUEAK! SQUEAK! Fern growled. She stood up and exit the nest. She looked around, sniffing here and there. She returned to the nest and huddled up again.And there it was again... SQUEAK SQUEAK! Fern growled once more and ran out of the nest. She searched franitacally for the disturbing shreiks. There she saw it, a stupid rodent squeaking it's lungs out. She lunged towards it and managed to give it a good bite to think about. She returned once again to the nest, only a few moments later, even more ear-splitting squeaks were heard.

Flask seemed to have no problem with the constant squeaking, and had curled himself up into a small ball, and had drifted off into sleep...

his dreams were much less calming, however...

Flask had found himself in a vivid dream, that gorgosaurus from before was somehow back, and terrorizing their nest! he stood against the tyrant, alongside his mate, with a flurry of hissing, but the whole thing seemed to be a stalemate.

the gorgosaurus charged the pair, and had separated the two from eachother, whacking flask with it's tail, it's grusome teeth now carrying the smaller predator..

and just like that, his dreams vanished, Flask glanced over to see his mate, which was only frustrated by the constant squeaking.

Fern hissed and shook her head. A few downy feathers puffed out and drifted to the ground, only to be swept away by some wind that had entered the nest. Fern snorted and shuffled around, trying to get comfortable. 

After awhile of ear splitting squeaks and shuffling in the nest, Fern managed to dig out a shallow hole that she was able to fit in. She lay down and rested her head on the ground. Her tail was impatiently tapping against the ground and bark of the dead trees that bilt the structure of their nest. 

Fern had fallen asleep, despite the annoying noises and ruckus outaide the nest. 

Canada during the cretaceous, though herbivores and some carnivores will migrate to present-day U.S. and even down further to find more food.
You're a dinosaur of the late/early cretaceous of Canada, but the seasons seem to be harsher there, the winters are colder, and for some dinosaurs, this is their first time seeing snow. Would you be able to live in this harsh, unstable environment? or will you perish trying?
History will be made up as you go on.

1. general EX rules

2. No too flashy colors. Males during the breeding season may have some  brightly colored feathers to attract the ladies. but still no rainbow feathers o3o

3. use body language! Dinosaurs cannot speak with words, but they can sure use their body.

 4. Troodons grow to full grown at a year old(age 1), as well as edmontosaurus, but the other herbivores/carnivores grow up at age 2/2 years old