Azon wasn't having much luck with finding a good sized prey to fill his belly. He lets out a small sigh and sits down on a rock <Great... I'm not having much luck with finding anything... I'm sure Zearo had found something by now...> He thought as his belly grumbled at him.<br/><br/>Zearo wasn't doing any better than the t-rex as most of his targets would get snagged by other predators. He lets out a small sigh but he gets on his four legs and closed his eyes as he lets his nose track down some prey.<br/><br/>Aznen smirked as his arm cannon had sucked in a large tree and he felt the wood being pressed and crushed by it and once it was a block he fired it and watched the wooden cube fly out of his sight.