speckles and junior are laying in the sun. It's a peaceful day, and nothing seems to be bothering them so far. Speckles let out a heavy, rattling sigh, his large chest rising and falling as the warmth of the sun seeped into his green scales. He shifted his weight, his tail twitching slightly against the dry earth, and glanced sideways at the younger dinosaur beside him. "Don't get too comfortable, Junior," he grumbled, his voice deep and gravelly. "The sun won't stay warm forever, and neither will the peace." He nudged a stray pebble with his snout, his dark green birthmark catching the light as he watched the horizon for any sign of movement. "If you're just going to sit there staring at nothing, you'll be too slow to run when something actually shows up," he muttered, though his gaze drifted back to the horizon, restless and wary.