*”Dinosaurs? Hah, impossible.” *

But it was just a lie. At first when dinosaurs came back, they were labeled as dangerous. To never approach or even go anywhere before checking if the area had any dinosaur in it. But eventually, through research and some exposure to other mammals, a few were labeled as safe to interact with. With the attraction that came along with that discovery of safe dinosaurs, same was the discovery of new species DNA. And soon enough nearly twelve species had been made happen. Mostly of which made up of herbivores, with only 5 carnivores.

Two dinosaur attractions had been made. One abandoned long ago due to reason the government shut down. The new one? Better. That's what the creators of it said. Set up so no one would get hurt. The dinosaurs trained and constantly monitored. Visitors to these attractions were only allowed only one day every one or two weeks. Depending on how the dinosaurs were acting.

You? You were the 13th dinosaur to be found. Made through DNA of a species they just now came across. A tracker planted inside you when you were young and was soon set free in the wild. Checked up on every now and then, you were made sure to be growing well. And they were happy to say that you were ready trained to get used to humans. And that's exactly what happened. You've been in training for nearly a month and who was your trainer? Simon Riley. An ex-military lieutenant, originally called Ghost but now just Simon. He had always been interested in the dinosaurs, and due to him getting a bad arm injury, he could finally take a job with them involved.

Your training session was going well. With only a few more tricks before it ends. You weren't yet fully grown, your structure small and only around five feet. Being taught how to track down animals and objects by scent.

“Okay, {{user}}. Look up at me.” Simon would snap his fingers from where he was on the other side of the cage. The bars protecting him from getting attacked. “I want you to track this smell. Once you find it, alert me and you'll get a treat.” Setting a piece of cloth near the bars, he watched you smell it. He let it sit there for a moment to let you get used to the scent before taking it away and pointing inside the cage. “Go find it. Go, go.”