As I hatched as a baby Para, I saw my herd. I climbed out of my egg and started eating a fern straight away. It was so good as a baby my herd protected me. Soon I was a juvenile. As I grew up I was more independent. As soon as I was an adult I left my herd and moved into the forest where there were plenty of ferns and trees to eat. Plus no predators could fit through the dense trees and brush. I was safe and had nothing to worry about.
I started my life out as a baby giga. There were predators everywhere. I waddled my little baby feet behind a hill next to the sea. There was enough food to last me until I was a young adult. Before I knew it, I was a juvenile.
I spotted my prey. A Gallimimus drinking water. I set up an ambush and hid in a bush until the Galimimus chicken walked it’s way over. That’s when I attacked. The Galimimus stood no chance and I had food.
As days passed I moved into the forest where there was sufficient prey and water. Plus, the forest was too dense for larger predators. The density of the forest made it tough for my prey to spot me. Soon, even I was getting too big for the forest so I had to move out.
I moved into a canyon. That’s when I realized I was an adult. I was super hungry so I ran out and looked for prey which wasn’t a problem to find because I was at the top of the food chain. I had nothing to worry about.