Dynamo continued walking away when he accidentally bumped into someone. "Hey! Watch it..." He stopped when he realized who it was. "Sandstorm?"
The tan raptor struggled to his feet, looking a bit annoyed. "Hello, Dynamo." He said softly, brushing himself off.
The alimon said, "I'm sorry." He looked up at the two dinosaurs who were standing with Sandstorm. "And who are they?"
Sandstorm pointed to the longnecked dinosaur. "That's Max." Then he pointed at the Tyrannosaurus Rex. "And that's Rex."
(I'm taking a guess at where Gris and Red should go. ^^; )
ON FARLINE...
Gris and Red headed back to their quarters they had been given. It wasn't too big, but they didn't mind. Inside was just enough room for two beds and possibly a few other things. Red climbed onto his bed, and brought out his alarm clock.
"What are you doing?" Gris asked, rolling his eyes.
"I'm setting the time so we don't sleep in." Red retorted.
Gris just shook his head. "I don't need a stupid alarm clock!"
"Yeah...you're right..." Red said, surprised at first. But that soon turned into a sneer. "Just like you were right about not getting in trouble for a nap."
"Oh shut up..."