Deep in the trees of the Everfree Forest, a deer was grazing on some small blades of grass. But this deer wasn't alone for there was a creature hunting it from the shadows. But this was no Manticore or Timberwolf.

No.

This predator was none other than...A DEINONYCHUS!!

..Okay, the build-up was kind of a letdown but stick with me. Speaking anyway, the deinonychus was slowly stalking the deer from the bushes, making sure not to be seen. Suddenly, it pounced onto the deer, using its toe claws to dig into its flesh. The deer kept trying to buck the raptor off until it eventually collapsed.

Deinonychus was bipedal carnivore that lived in the Cretaceous Period from 120-110 million years ago in the USA. It was capable of running at speeds up to 25 miles per hour. This speed allowed it the run down its food. Alongside its speed, Deinonychus had a high intelligence, which allowed these creatures to hunt in packs, easily outnumbering and outcoordinating their prey. This trait wasn't uncommon though in the particular species since it and other raptors shared this.

The deinonychus leapt off its back and looked down upon its now-dead lunch. "Ah yeah! Another successful win for Razor!" Razor the Deinonychus shouted in victory. He suddenly clasped his hands onto to his mouth. "D-Did I just speak?" Razor said questioningly. Oh my God!" "How did this happen?". Razor then looked back at his food."Oh well, no time wonder about that now, it's lunchtime!!", he said rather casually.

Meanwhile in another side of the forest, three small ponies were inside a small hut with a zebra. The three ponies were the Cutie Mark Crusaders, a group of fillies dedicated to helping other ponies find their true calling in life and get their cutie mark. The zebra's name was Zecora, a zebra once thought to be an evil witch who ate young ponies but was actually a kind pony. "This is really good, Zecora" Apple Bloom said, taking another sip of her drink.

"It's delicious!" Scootaloo said.

"Why thank you, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo. It is my own home-made brew," Zecora said.

As Zecora prepared another cup, she noticed something staring back at her through the window. Scared by this she decided to go out and investigate. "I will be back in 3, but do not follow me", Zecora said to the Cutie Mark Crusaders.

"What was that all about?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"Beats me," Scootaloo replied.

At first, when Zecora stepped outside. She didn't notice anything. But then she heard rustling coming from the bushes. Zecora cautiously approached the bushes until three small, fuzzy figures scurried out from the shrubs. "Oh my!", Zecora said the creatures ran between her legs and into her hut.

These creatures were Compsognathus, believed to be the most smallest dinosaur. It was no bigger than a chicken. Yeah, Compsognathus was a far cry from other ferocious, scary dinosaurs you see in the movies. The small critters were believed to have a small coat of feathers across their body and despite their size, were carnivores which was bad news for any small or medium sized animals. This might not go so well for the Cutie Mark Crusaders.

As Zecora rushed back into her hut, she was shocked to see that her home was in complete chaos. There were many knocked over items and broken bottles lying on the floor. Many liquids had been spilled by the compies as they were running amuck. Scootaloo was protecting Sweetie Belle from the little carnivores. Meanwhile, Apple Bloom was busy trying to corral them like cattle. "Get back here, you vermin", Apple Bloom shouted in frustration. One compies just screeched back in response. But then the two other compies joined the first one and swiftly began chasing Apple Bloom. The tables had just been turned. "Zecora!!!!" Apple Bloom shouted in desperation. Zecora quickly snapped out of her gaze and captured the three dinosaurs in a crate. "Thanks, Zecora", Apple Bloom said.

"Your welcome, Apple Bloom.", Zecora said calmly.

"What do ya think it is?" Apple Bloom asked Zecora. Zecora carefully lifted the crate and immediately closed it when the compies tried to get at her eyes.

"Frankly, I am not really sure, young pony." Zecora said.

"I'm not really sure, but they look really creepy to me", said Sweetie Belle. The compies immediately started screeching inside the crate which roughly translated to, "I heard that!".

"We need to show these things to Princess Twilight," said Scootaloo, "Maybe she'll know these are". The three fillies agreed to meet with Twilight tomorrow morning.

A giant shadow of a creature can be seen stepping across the deep-rooted trees. But this was no monster. This was a Parasaurolophus.

Parasaurolophus lived in the Cretaceous Period from 76.5 to 74.5 million years ago in the USA. The Parasaurolophus was a member of the hadrosaur family, a common species in the Cretaceous. Parasaurolophus and its relatives could produce sound from their own personal crests atop their head. Scientists suggest that these sounds were produced for some main uses like stunning predators and for attracting mates.

This Parasaurolophus wasn't alone however. This was a mother. Her baby was very adventurous always curious. "Junior, come along now." the mother Parasaurolophus called. "We have to stick together, especially since we don't know where we are". Junior quickly rushed to his mother's side. He knew as well any other baby animal that he was vulnerable to predators. Still, he just couldn't stop straying away and adventuring. Sometimes he would just walk through the nearby forests and play around little bit.

"Sorry, Mom. I just was being wild like always". His mother gave him a small smile and kissed his little crest.

"I know you are and that's what I love about you" she replied sweetly. Junior smiled back up at his mother. Then he noticed something far out in the distance.

"Hey Mom, do you see that?" Junior asked. Atop the hillside, a small cottage could be seen.

"It looks like a wooden cave" Junior's mom replied.

"Maybe we can sleep there" Junior said.

"I'm not sure, Junior. Won't we be exposed, out in open like that" Junior's mom said cautiously.

"Oh, come on, Mom", said Junior. "I'm sure we'll be fine". Junior's mom looked at horizon as the sun was slowly setting and then she looked back at the cottage. She knew that if they didn't find a place to sleep, they would be sitting ducks for the night predators.

"I guess it is getting dark" Junior's mom said. "I guess we'll be staying there for the night".

"Awesome!", Junior said as he rushed ahead.

"Hold on now, Junior. You're old lady's not as fast as she used to be." Junior's mom joked.

Author's Note

I hope you all like this fanfiction I wrote. This is actually my first one to write so I hope I did well. All art here is not mine! Until next time!