Taming a Planet (Trapped in Time Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

open. He was out of his element and knew it. He stared to the south and saw the trees running into the plain from the west. There was a stream flowing out of the ground ahead of them. He tapped Dinah with is right knee and she turned toward it. He nose was up but she didn’t sense anything…yet. Water is what brought all species together. He took his bow off his shoulder, unclipped his cutter from his saddle, and clipped it to his belt. As they moved close, Andy saw many different species gathered around a large pool of water. An underground stream obviously fed the pool and it flowed away from the trees toward the west. There were several groups of small carnivores around the pond and several of them rushed up on Andy. He cut them in half with his cutter and the others kept their distance. Dinah had moved behind Andy and knew he would handle the smaller predators. She went forward and lowered her head into the water. Andy stood and kept his eye out for anything remotely dangerous. It was the hottest part of the day and most of the large predators were inside the forest staying cool. Dinah finished drinking and Andy held both hands up in the air. Dinah stood on her back legs and went to her full height. She stayed there as Andy began filling the water pouches and kept his eye on her. Her head was swiveling and he knew if anything was close; she’d sense it. The pouches were finally full and Andy leaned down and used a cup to drink. He loaded the pouches on Dinah’s back and climbed into the saddle.
    This would be a good place for a community. The pond was about two hundred yards across and, though plants had tried to grow around it, the land was trampled flat by the dinosaurs that came to drink. Andy shook his head; a smart predator could just set up shop here and have all it wanted to eat. Andy looked up into the midday sun and decided that the heat would be too much for an animal that large. Even Dinah was feeling it. He saw a lone tree standing out in the open a half a mile ahead of them and decided that would be a good place to rest. He said go and Dinah didn’t need to be told; she started straight for the tree.
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    Dinah moved up a rise and, as they topped it, Andy saw something under the tree. He tapped Dinah with both heels and she came to a stop. There was something white against the tree. He looked to the right of the tree and saw one of the giant carnivores was lying dead about four hundred yards away. The pterodactyls had made short work of it. The head was about all that remained. He dismounted and held up both fists in front of him and then moved them behind his back. Dinah immediately went to her belly and lowered her head into the grass. Andy began moving forward through the knee-high grass and dropped to his knees when he was a hundred and fifty yards away from the tree. He still couldn’t make out what the white item was. It was definitely not a dinosaur. It was far too small and flat. He began crawling a hundred yards out and moved to within twenty yards and saw that the white object was made of material and had been set up to be a small tent. He stood up, notched an arrow, and walked forward. He arrived at the end of the tent next to the tree and reached down and pulled it away. A young woman tried to raise some kind of weapon but was too weak to lift it. She stared at Andy with hopelessness in her eyes and then fell back on the ground. Andy was shocked. He whipped around looking for others but saw nothing. He knelt and lifted the woman’s shoulders as he removed the small water pouch from his belt. He put the small snout in her mouth and squeezed some water between her lips. Her hands jerked up to grab the pouch and Andy pulled it away, “Not so fast. Take it slow.” Andy stared at the woman and didn’t remember ever seeing a woman with hair so blonde that it looked white. It was tied back but he could see it would hang to her waist if she let it down. His brief look at her eyes