While the ground was shaking again, me and my siblings froze on the spot. All our eyes went big and the snouts went up, so we could peak over the muddy edges of our nest, where we were standing in.
What we saw then, was the tail and back of our mother Giga, who tapped towards another Giga, that was slightly larger then she was. His huge and monstrous body even looked much more musculuar then that of my new mother. His predatory yellow and green eyes looked fierce and somehow scary, so that I for a moment thought it would end in a terrible fight between those two.
My heart was pounding fast with excitement and then I felt a touch on both my sides, as two of my siblings were coming up close to me, snuggling on my sides as if they tried to get protected by me, or protect me? I pipsqeaked and gave both of them a short jolt with the tip of my snout, so they looked at me and gave me some space. Then I continued to watch the scene between the two giant adult Gigas a few meteres away from the nest.
It was then, when I realised the big and bloody chunk of meat in the bigger Gigas snout. Blood dripping from it. And I could smell the fresh blood in a way I would have never imagined. Of course I knew the smell and even taste of blood, from back then, when I was human. But this smell and the experience to smell it in that way was much different. My senses where much sharper now and to get more specific. The smell of fresh meat told me so much. I could tell, that it was still warm and the thought of it reminded me of roastbeef somehow. By god I swear I suddenly got so hungry, by just analysing the smell. And while I gave my brothers a short stare, seeing the look in their eyes, they seemed to feel the same.
The bigger Giga wasn't hostile towards our mother. Instead he dropped down the fresh chunk of meat he brought with him. Thinking back to my fears back then, in the egg, witnessing that scene made sure of it that I was wrong about the male part. No doubt about it, this huge Giga was my new father and he was out, hunting food to feed his family. Again I lifted my right lip, revealing my tiny teeth, because I wanted to smile. Luckily no one thought it looked odd, because...animals? Do they even think like me? It seemed not, they didn't care. My siblings just suddenly started to jump and squeak in excitement, as they also realised it was feeding time.
For me. Sure I was also hungry, but on the other side I also was inspecting my father. One day I also would become this big. A true king of the animal kigndom, like lions were in my old life...but...with much bigger teeth and more strength, I thought. My fathers skin was also dark, black and greyish. His belly was more on the white side, like that of a great white shark. I also found a lote of scars all over his body. He must have fought often in his life. And he must have always won, because otherwise he wouldn't be able to bring us food, I thought. But how did he fought? How did he hunt? Would he teach me all those stuff? I was wondering, as I realised that the giant snouts of both my new parents were now hanging above the nest. From my fathers snout, still blood dripped down and one of the baby Gigas in the nest started to lick on the small puddles of the blood.
He must be very hungry, I thought and shook my head and sighed, or more to say I huffed about witnessing his behaviour. Then my father did, what my mouther did before. He sniffed on his newborns and gave all of us a welcome lick.
Sure, it was a bit disgusting, because after that welcome I was not only dripped with stinking saliva, but also with some blood. But well...that's animals for you, right?
Then we ate, or my siblings ate, after mother Giga dropped a smaller chunk of fresh meat out of the huge one. My brothers fought over it and started to bit each other, to assure they would be the first to dug her teeth into the food supply. I for myself took a breath and watched them eat, until I felt a jolt on my back. Turning my head, to see from where it came, I saw my fathers huge snout that did it, like he was saying. 'Eat son!' I nodded, not even knwoing if he would understand it and walked towards the other baby dinosaurs. And because I didn't want to look to different or weak, I gave one of them a bit into his tail, so that he screamed in surprise and jumped to the side.
Looking at him, I pushed him away with my head and stepped in front of the meat to dug my teeth into it and rip out a good portion of it, to swallow it down. It tasted better then I imagined. And I wanted more of it. I sure had to eat a lot. But before I could dug my teeth into it again I suddenly jumped aside, as one of my siblings tried to bite me. I snarled in a cute voice and got into a fighting stance. My body lowered forwards, tail raised up in the air. It was the same stand I was reminding from some of the dinosaur movies and I tried this. 'So you want to fight? Okay let's fight!' my body was telling him. My fore limbs I kept close to my body and while my brother was looking curiously at me, he forgot to dodge my attack. I jumped at him and slamed my head into him, forcing him to the ground. Then I stepped with my right leg onto him and dug my tiny black claws into his side. They were sharper then I imagined, because my brother was soon crying out loud and wriggling beneath me, as I stabbed him.
Surprised myself about it, I was quickly jumping back and looking at three bloody marks I left on his side. 'I'm sorry! I just wanted to...' I just squeaked and didn't know if he even understood that I was sorry. But he was still squeking and rolling around on the ground. He must have been in pain I thought and so I walked up towards him again and tried to help him back on his feed. He snarled and tried to bit me, because he must have thought I wanted to attack him again. Luckily I could dodge his bite attempts easily and somehow managed it to force my snout beneath his belly and push him up on his feet again. He still was a bit wanky on his feet, but managed to stand, so I sighed in relieve about it and started to lick his fresh wounds carefully. That made him much calmer and he now was just staring at me, while I licked his bleeding wounds until I could tell that the bleeding stopped. Uff...I must be much carefully I thought. Even with those tiny claws, my new body was made to kill and not to play around with. Hopefully my other sibblings knew that aswell, because I wasn't keen about it to die a second time, so soon after I got this new life.
I looked around and realised, that the two other baby Gigas in the nest had stop to eat and were staring at me. They all were staring at me and when they noticed, that I looked at them, they bowed their heads and stepped back, leaving the food for me to eat. That must be, how to become an alpha, I thought. Now they think I'm the biggest badass! Somehow I liked it. But on the other side I wasn't aiming to hurt one of my own family.
But well...at least I could eat now and so I did. But after three more bites I almost felt satisfied and so I started to rip out some chunks and let them drop in front of the wounded sibling of mine. Then I squeaked and he blinked at me, raised his snout in surprise and after I squeaked again and pushed the meat towards him, he understood and started to eat and swallow it down. I continued the same with the others. Nobody shoudl say I wouldn't care for my brothers! I smiled, while raising up my right lip and reavealing my tiny, now a bit bloody teeth.
While watching my brothers eat, I soon thought up some names for them. The one I have injured was Jake! His skin had some red stripes, all over his black skinned back. If I would not have beaten him so easily I would have thought he would be the strongest of us all. And because I had sniffed him out, while he was eating, I could tell he was male.
Yes my senses were a lot more sensible. I could even tell by smell what gender it was. My mothers smell wasn't as aggressive as that of my father, the bigger Giga. So I could differed their sexes apart. It was the same with my brothers. I had three brothers. Lenny, the smallest of us all was also black, but he had more of our father and more greyish stripes on his back and a white underbelly. And there was Archie. He had some cute eyes, so I gave him a cute name. It wouldn't matter, because they would never hear me spelling their names because I couldn't talk like I was used to. Their names were onyl for me and to tell them apart. I smiled and gave each of my brothers a short lick, after I named them and they returned it, thinking I would like to play. So I jumped back, turned around and ran away from them and they quickly followed, trying to catch up with me. Yep...being a kid again was fun. Even being a dinosaur kid!