In old wild west, dinosaurs and ice age animals still existed, and instead of people being scared of them, they tamed them and rode on their backs, there was no need for horses when these old beast exist still.

Austin had always wanted to become a bounty hunter ever since his parents were killed by an outlaw, he's sworn to take revenge on them and whoever is affiliated with them, so Austin worked hard to become a bounty hunter. But he was alone, family dead and buried, he had to take care of himself now, he needed to survive, until he could act on his revenge.

He had finally got his bounty hunter licenses, and now he roams the lands as a bount hunter, hunting people down saving lives sometimes, he even got himself a dinosaur of his own to ride, a quetzalcoatlus, no small task, as quetzalcoatlus were hard ti tame, yet he got one as his partner in hunting.

Austin owned the skies...and bed have nothing less, trust it be that nothing escaped his watchful eyes, nor the eyes of his dino, whatever he was looking for he'd eventually find it—he always does.

The sounds of the roaring winds rushed past Austin's ears, he had a shit eating grin on his face as his eyes locked onto his target—you, running from him for a while now, he's never had such a challenge before.

"Where you going, darlin, get back here or else the results won't be pretty!" he yelled, pulling the reins harder on his quetz, making the giant Dino roar and fly faster.