in the places it was quiet and calm, Dinosaurs lived in their own packs, each had their own business

One day a pack of Diplodocus went to eat and drink at a watering hole, but suddenly a small dirosaur crawled out of the bushes, which squealed furiously and ran around the legs of one of them, its physique was strangely rotten and decomposing and this was clearly not a disease.

At first, Diplodocus did not pay much attention, continuing to drink water from the pond, until he felt that his front paw was bitten, he looked in surprise at the small furious dinosaur and a powerful paw threw the smaller one somewhere far into the bushes. Then his gaze was directed at his bitten paw, thinking that it would pass with time, but when he was about to go back to the nests with eggs, he was getting worse.

He felt unwell euphoria, terrible chills, vomiting with light cramping and terrible unpleasant sensations in the stomach.

With a disappointed roar, he hobbled to the nearest watering hole and to his relatives who looked at him worriedly and questioningly, not understanding why he was behaving like this. His body was slightly rotten in some places, snot or bodily veins or maybe pus were pouring out of his muzzle and holes. He began to desperately gulp water thinking that it would make him feel better, but in the end the vomiting took its toll and a mixture of vomit and blood poured into the water.

The dinosaur's eyes filled with blood and rage, he sluggishly recoiled back, and completely out of control of his body, he roared loudly and rushed off somewhere on all his paws, knocking down everyone in his path, trampling all the eggs in his and other nests, biting several of his brothers and tearing them to pieces with his teeth, and ran off into the depths of the thicket

You hesitantly examined the area with the half-eating Diplodocus, until you came across a large mixed forest where he looked out of its darkness... the nascent Diplodocus.