Urzuk tilted her long, crested head and watched the akh calf with one opened eye as it gamboled awkwardly up to her and reared up, waving its forepaws as though trying to strike her and somehow managing to miss every time. When she didn’t move the young Altirhinus grew bolder, tapping her on the side with its compact, heavily padded paws and bounding away before stopping and looking back to see if she was going to pursue. Urzuk simply yawned and rolled over onto her side, stretching her legs and neck before relaxing in the late afternoon sun.
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