Ankylosaurus vs Triceratops

Ankylosaurus

Length: 6.25 meters

Weight: 3 tons

Height: 1.7 meters

Era:Mid- Late Cretacious

Being the equivalent of an armored car, Ankylosaurus has no need for herds. They are solitary creatures that spend most of their days grazing at shrubs and low hanging trees. When they are born, these animals stick with their siblings for the better part f 10 weeks, until they are large enough to stick it out on their own. The mother abandons the eggs as soon as she lays them, much like the modern day sea turtle. They are well adapted to dry conditions, and rarely live their territory in search of food or water. Ankylosaurus has a dark brpwn underbelly, and a lush green outer 'shell'.

Triceratops

Lenght: 9 meters

Weight: 7 tons

Height: 2 meters

Era: mid- late Cretacious

These horned dinosaurs roam in large herds. Most of the herd comprises of family, and because of this, the animals are very tightly knit. Only the maturing males entering Musth are forced to leave. These are the animals that often become prey, along with the sick, old, and injured. However, these animals can take care of themselves. One mature female was seen goring a Sauroniops to death with apparent ease. Triceratops has a tan body, with blue and red accents on the frill.

And...Begin..

7 days after impact

Soot and ash cloud the darkened skies of Cretacious montana. molten rock falls from the sky, a harbinger of death. Corpses litter the valleys, block the once life substaining rivers. The water is undrinkable. The occasional pterosaur falls limply from the sky.

This is the land the old male Ankylosaurus once called home. In his advanced age, he had seen it all. Nothing like this. Nothing ever like this. He walks gingerly through his valley home, and comes across the body of a Nanotyrannus. The one visible eye frozen in a state of fear, the mouth agape in defiance.

Hunger was getting the best of the old beast. The foliage had been choked, devoid of the life giving sun. The once lush vegitation is now reduced to grey husks. A sign of the times.

After some time and struggle, the Ankylosaur reaches the mouth of a cave. His cave. He remembered there were some ferns, and hopefully they were untouched by the ash. He walks in, and recieves the shock of his life.

The bellow of an unknown animal echoes throughout the darkened cave. Startled, the old animal hunkers down to the ground.

The animal rushes towards the cave entrance, and the Ankylosaur immidiately knows what it is. 

The young triceratops bellows again, pawing and stamping the ground like a mad bull. It's not that old, perhaps just reaching maturity due to its smaller size.

Still in the squatted position, the Ankylosaur bellows a response, and swings his tail club around. A warning to the young animal.

Seemingly unfazed, the Triceratops charges. He attempts to flip the armored tank. 

A searing pain ripples through the Ankylosaurs body, and he looks downn. The right brow horn of the Ceratopsian had penetrated the thick skin on his left front leg.

He grunts, and swings his massive bony club towards his attacker. The Ceratopsian seemed to have no idea of risk, and had a crazed look in its large brown eyes. The young animal charged again, pawing the ground like an angry rhino.]

The ankylosaur was quicker this time.

He squatted low to the ground, the horns clashed with armor and made a dull thud that echoed for miles.

The young triceratops reeled backwards, bellowing in anger.

The thundering foot steps caught both animals off guard.

Both animals turned towards a grove of burnt out trees, already knowing the monstrosity lurking behind them.

The attack came from the left. 

The female Tyrannosaurus came sprinting from a large rocky outcrop. The Triceratops was too late to react. The Tyrant lizard took four bounding steps, and locked her jaws onto the vunerable neck. The Shriek of agony was cut off with a sickening crunch. The male Tyrannosaurus let out an echoing roar, walking straight for the Ankylosaur. Instinctly, the vegitarian hunkered low to the ground. Leaving no means of attack for the Tyrannosaur.

He didn't bother.

The freshly spilled ceratopsian blood was the focus of his attention. He walked past the armored tank, and began to feast with his mate. The old male Ankylosaur took his chance. He hurried into his cave, and rested. It had been a trying week for the old beast..

Winner...Ankylosaurus!

Well, you could say the Tyrannosaur pair won....But the Ankylosaurus lived, the Triceratops...got slaughtered.

*fight made possible by alphaDino