Board Thread:Off-Topic Discussion/@comment-28009263-20170702193612/@comment-32337650-20171027013936

 "I believe we should give them a name, or do we do that when they're old enough to remember it?" Visory bends down and examines the dark purple scorpion. It raises it's pincers at nips his snout. The dakotarptor drew away in pain and tried very hard to resist the urge to crush them like he did to the locusts.

The navy blue scorpion starts to play with his feathers. Visory smooths them down again, only to have the scorpion mess it up again.

"Wait... what do they eat again?"

Visory looks at Cinder, who looks at Adder, who looks back at her. It doesn't appear anybody knows what to feed them.

So they start to experiment with a variety of different things. They don't seem to like shark or fish and absolutely refuse to touch the berries Glory tries to stuff down their throat, which was later revealed to be poisonous. The grass Lecias brought doesn't seem to appeal to them either, and Adder nearly crushes one by dropping a giant stag beetle onto it's back. Putting them into the intestines of a lizard in hopes that they'll pick out the bits they like was a very idea, because they almost drowned in the blood.

Finally, the group found something they liked. Chopping up the meat of a dead microraptor or compsognathus into tiny pieces seemed to do the trick.