Hunting With Dinosaurs Available Now!
New release day! Today is the debut of my brand new book, Hunting with Dinosaurs. It is available from Severed Press and out on Kindle. This standalone adventure deviates from the previous “with Dinosaurs” books in that it isn’t so dark. Don’t worry, though, the dinosaurs (Utahraptors in this case) are still horrific profanities of nature. But the focus is on a bowhunter being chased by the raptors and the wolf that is hunting them.
Let me make that clear: this story is about a wolf hunting dinosaurs. I cannot tell you how fun it is to write that scenario. So instead, I will include a sample. In this scene, the lone wolf has decided he needs a pack, and he is trying to recruit several Allosauruses into his pack by herding armored dinosaurs toward them.
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The Nodosaurs were shorter and smaller than the Ankylosauruses he hunted yesterday. Much smaller nubs covered their reddish backs. Short horns adorned their heads, and their tails were not weaponized like a Stegosaurus or Ank. The tail simply tapered off.
Relative to the fully armored tank that he’d fought yesterday, Nodosaurs were vulnerable targets. But for what they lacked in plates, they made up in speed. Nodosaurs could easily outrun Anks.
For the Allosauruses, their speed was a very real problem, but for the wolf, their speed was a non-factor. All large dinosaurs were slow. What was fifteen or twenty miles an hour when you could run twenty miles an hour for hours, and you could sprint at thirty to thirty-five?
The wolf made his presence known, standing up tall and watching the herd. The shadow of his head slid across the backs of the Nodosaurs. Six adults and one calf lifted their heads in his direction. The other calves, unaware, munched on forest ferns.
The wolf pushed toward them. This herd had never encountered a wolf. They didn’t know what to do with him, but as herbivores, they understood claws and fangs. They didn’t like the idea of him hanging around. So the two males bellowed, and the herd ambled away.
They were walking up into the mountain forests. The wolf needed them down in the valley with the Allosaurus bachelors.
The lone wolf stole around to the far side of the herd, galloping low to the ground, then popping up on their right. He was closer than the first time he appeared.
A nearby female, not thirty yards from him, barked. The wolf barked back. The two male Nodosaurs stepped forward and flicked their ears at him and waved their tails.
Not far away, a boulder rested in the snow. The wolf scurried to the far side of the boulder. Several smaller rocks and a crisscrossed log lay against the far side of the boulder. The wolf climbed the log and rocks to the top of the boulder. He pushed his chest out. His hackles stood on end. He scanned the herd as he bared his shiny teeth. His tail flicked eagerly behind him. He was the predator. He was the killer. He allowed the wind to communicate the scent of meat and blood that emanated from his mouth, his fur, and his anus. He was the one the shepherd feared, and they were the flock.
The two males did not trust this strange new predator in the forest. He was small, but fearsome and dangerous. The Nodosaurs turned and began trotting down to the valley.
The wolf waited until the right moment, then ran behind the herd, yipping excitedly. The Nodosaurs ran faster. Great billows of snow rose up behind them, and for a moment the wolf was lost in the kick-up. He used the cover to sprint to the side and appear parallel to them.
The Nodosaurs rumbled into the valley, a walking mountain of mass and noise. The wolf cried out happily. His plan was working. He remembered the location of the Allosaurus bachelors. He steered the Nodosaurs toward them, barking with all the happiness and joy of the hunt.
In the distance, Allosauruses crouched under the trees.
Wait, he wanted to tell them. Not yet.
The Allosauruses did not move. Their muscles tensed, but they remained in their position, like arrows drawn across the bow waiting to be released.
The lone wolf pushed against the side of the herd wall. The Nodosaurs reacted in kind, veering toward the Allosauruses.
Now!
The wolf barked loudly at the two meat eaters. Attack!
Hunting With Dinosaurs is available on Kindle.
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