It's been years since I've arrived in this strange place. Years that tribes have chased us into secrecy. Years since I've seen my sons and daughters. Years since the light shined my hard scale and the winds carried my great wings. Now we are free

Let's see what you did. Bought something at a con, check. Woke up in a forest, check. Ate how many ponies...you may need to see a preacher on that one. The journey of a biomechanical tyrannosaurus and his young. What could possibly go wrong?