The stegosaur watched the beetle flick open its hard outer wings and extend the flight wings underneath. She watched the beetle launch himself into the air and hover, floating to and fro before he droned away. She watched in study of the beetle’s ability. And she watched in envy of the beetle’s ability.
She heard pebbles shifting behind her, but she did not turn.
“You’re looking in the wrong direction,” a voice said.
The stegosaur smiled and swung her head around.
“If you want to fly, there’s the way,” said the little limusaurus. She tossed her head back as she strode over to the stegosaur.