Yutyrannus vs Cryolophosaurus

A battle of arctic theropods!

Cryolophosaurus

The "Frozen Crested Lizard"

Length: 8 meters

Weight: 2 tons

Height: 2 meters

Era: Jurassic

A theropod that remains poorly known, even to Ingen. Dr. Wu wrote on this animal stating " It's natural history and behaviors remain unknown to our scientists. This animal seems very hesitant to interact with human beings, and when it does, it attacks with a fiery hatred. We have released 7 on Nublar, and our field scientists have tagged them. We are eager to see their findings." Cryolophosaurus prefers live prey, not even nibbling on cow carcasses when offered. They eat the various reptiles and mammals that are unfortunate to wander into their enclosure. They prefer cold temperatures, and a snowy environment was manufactured to suit these theropods.

Yutyrannus

 The "Feathered Tyrant"

Length: 9 meters

Weight: 1.75 tons

Height: 2.5 meters

Era: Cretaceous

The beautiful plumage of this tyrannosaur sets it apart from all other animals on Isla Nublar. The white plumage streaked with purple makes this animal indistinguishable from any other. As beautiful as they are, they fair very poorly in captivity. The first individuals bred for the '93 park died after the first few weeks of unknown causes. Ingen scientists attempted to ressurect them once more, but the same thing occured. Hammon made the executive decision to set the remaining Yutyrannus free on Nublar, in the snow covered Crestarian mountain range. Their small population appears to be thriving.

Here we go..

The feathered tyrant gazed out at the endless slopes of snow. Trackways littered the pure white blanket, telling the story of various creatures who had crossed the treacherous Crestarian range. Some had met their untimely end, their corpses frozen into the ground. For others, their footprints told a story. Their tracks marching into eternity.

The Yutyrannus picked up the familiar scent of another theropod, the scent of decomposition and blood a tell tale sign of a carnivore. He spotted the characteristic three toed footprints in the snow, and began to track the culprit.

The tracks appeared to go into eternity, marching up a steep embankement forked into the mountains side. a second set of tracks sat next to it, these of the rounded sauropod variety. They appeared to be locked in mutual conflict, with blood spatter staining the pure white snow. The tyrannosaur now quickened his pace, for the oppurtunity to steal a carcass off of another predator too great to ignore.

He didn't need to go far, the Corpse of the Europasaurus lay sprawled on its ride side. A pool of frozen blood crawling for a good twenty feet in every direction. A large reptilian tail waved in the air, the sound of jaws on bone echoing off of the frozen landscape.

The Yutyrannus creeped closer, his splayed toes silencing his approach to the other theropod.

That wasn't a great matter, for the Cryolophosaurus had sensed the feathered tyrant in the area hours ago. He backed out of the carcass, eyeing the Tyrannosaur from behind the sauropod carcass. He put his arms on the now frozen flesh, and roared at the arctic creature. The Tyrannosaur responded by placing his feathered foot on the sauropods neck. He hissed, the quills on the back of his neck standing erect. 

The Cryolophosaurus snapped his jaws with tremendous force. Blood rushed to his crest, turning it a deep blue color. The Yutyrannus now focused his icy gaze on the strange appendage.

The Cryolophosaurus moved with suprising agility, lunging over the carcass and snapping his jaws inches from the Tyrannosaurs snout. He reared back, and with another crocodilian hiss, snapped his head forward. His jaws clamping down on the Ceratosaurs thin snout. The Cryolophosaurus jerked back, taking the tyrannosaur with him. The tyrannosaur flew over the carcass, landing in the painfully cold snow. The Ceratosaur lurched forward, tearing at the Yutyrannus' plumage with dagger tipped arms. He bit down on his neck, taking a large chunk of the feathers out. No blood was drawn with the bite, but the black skin under the plumage was now exposed.

The Yutyrannus kicked out violently, scoring a direct blow to the Ceratosaurs chest. Now he was back on his feet, and fighting mad. He bull rushed the Cryolophosaurus, grasping him with dagger tipped arms of his own. He attempted to pin the crested theropod to the ground, but resistance was great. Both animals were flung to the ground, engaged in a life or death wrestling match.

The Tyrannosaur raked his claws down the Ceratosaurs side, creating a gruesome wound that spurted blood onto the snow. Three ribs were now exposed on its right side. The Cryolophosaurus bit at the Tyrannosaurs neck, but only got a mouth full of feathers each time. The Yutyrannus freed himself, getting back to his feet. The Cryolophosaurus sprang up, an immenent grumbling roar issuing from his throat.

With lurching steps, the Yutyrannus rammed into the Ceratosaur. His large head colliding with his chest. The Cryolophosaurus stood firm, his arms wrapping around the boxy head of his rival. His second digit piercing the Tyrannosaurs eye with a sickening squishing sound. He reared back in agony, his right eye now effectively blinded. blood oozed out of the eye. The Ceratosaur capitalized, rushing forward and biting down on the Tyrannosaurs throat. He thrashed his skull from side to side, throwing the Yutyrannus into the snow.

He was dead as soon as he hit the ground, his neck snapped with the violent back and forth motion. The Cryolophosaurus looked at his vanquished enemy, before returning to his sauropod feast.

The Yutyrannus, like so many unfortunate animals would be buried in the snows of the Crestarians.

Winner...Cryolophosaurus!