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Expected publication October 27, 2026
Snaggletooth is hardly through swallowing the first leg before she begins preparing to pull off another. Hardly any other part of a kill is more prized to a tyrannosaur. Just like in her hot-blooded body, the thighs of the oviraptorosaurs are wrapped in thick dark muscles. The bundled fibers provided the push and pull required to move the prey’s legs, assisted by the bulging caudofemoralis muscles threaded from the base of the tail to the top of each thigh bone. In life, the muscles contract and pull the femur backward—contributing much of the power behind each step. Such as they are now, the bulging straps of muscle are choice cuts to be peeled away from the skeleton. Other delectable morsels are tucked away inside, especially the fatty liver and other organs held within the skeletal bars of the rib cage, but it’s the thighs that provide the most succulent and rewarding bite. Easy to digest, and, to Snaggletooth, quite delicious raw, the legs of the caenagnathids offer a pleasant change from bug-riddled carrion and small prey that often feel a little scratchy as their little bodies slip down her esophagus.
The sea, so warm in these days and so full of life, is also such a vast pool of moisture that the warmth of Cretaceous summers causes thunderstorms almost daily. The summer heat turns liquid water to vapor, puffy domes of clouds climbing high into the air. Some grow dark, busting to trail purple curtains between sky and whatever is in their path below.
… And as warm air laden with moisture from its interface with the sea rises, it eventually cools and condenses into storm clouds that shower the land.
… [Snag] seeks the limited shelter of the trees, even as they sway and drip in the storm. Her three-toed feet are already picking up clumps of soaked earth as she moves, leaving messy tracks behind. She slips on a balder patch of ground, the broader part of her heel gliding forward for a split second before she regains her step. The soaked mud is so fine that it records the slip of each individual scale on the sides of her foot.