It’s alright, Maria. I've come to terms with it. Truth be told, my kind had been dwindling for a long time.

[After all, brachiosaurs are Jurassic-era creatures. Baylene is just one of the rare exceptions who managed to survive to the Cretaceous.]

It certainly was a lonely experience at first. At least, that was the case until I came across a herd of other species travelling for the nesting grounds.

[As much as Baylene misses the other brachiosaurs, she wouldn’t trade them for her dear friends whom she met while travelling with the herd.]