As the early morning mist drifts across the plains, a herd of Chasmosaurus emerges from the shadows. With their vast, ornate frills stretching behind them like living banners, these gentle herbivores move with surprising grace. Each powerful beak nips at the tender shoots of ferns and cycads, while their sharp eyes remain ever vigilant for approaching predators. The frill, more than just decoration, serves as both a shield and a signal.