The infant was tiny, and differed 
from its adult counterparts 
greatly. I made sure it would feed
normally and grow up to be 
healthy and strong.

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Day  39:

I found tracks that could only 
belong to Tyrannosaurus. I 
followed them and they lead to a 
small creek downhill, from there, 
nothing. I spent more time 
searching that day and right when 
the sun set, I saw one. The giant 
beast was walking down a valley 
with its younglings. The coloration
 
of the specimen was a dark brown, 
with red impressions on the neck.

Regarding a feather coat, I only 
saw tiny patches of very small 
protofeathers that were barely 
visible. The infants that were 
walking along the parent, they 
were quite different from their 
bulky mother. They were quite 
agile, unlike the adult, and were
constantly doing something in the 
background.

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Day 67:
I've been eagerly waiting to try to 
mount my good friend. It's been a 
long time and it's been growing