Ren skidded into the scullery, her puffer coat swishing. The harem girls were already there. The Coral Snake had secured a medium-sized clay pot that looked suspiciously like a burial urn, and the Albino Snake was struggling to stack a pile of dry, silver-bark wood.
"Move it, move it, move it!" Ren barked, her voice cracking with the ghost of a high-stress British chef.
The heavy wooden door creaked under an immense weight. Viper slithered in, dragging a carcass behind him. It was a scaled, muscular nightmare with a snout full of serrated teeth and a tail that could probably level a small hut. It was at least ten feet long and thick as a tree trunk.
Ren froze, her jaw dropping. "Viper! I said a small one! That thing is a dinosaur!"
Viper wiped slime from his brow, looking genuinely confused. "It is small. It is a hatchling. It was still crying for its mother when I found it. I had to wrestle it away from its siblings."
