"Horizon" Janine Farehouse

The radio opened with the buzz of insects and a couple sets of mismatched footsteps.  One, clumsily bipedal.  The other, a limping quadruped.  Almost immediately there was the whap and crunch of an insect losing to a beak.

"You're disgusting."  The voice belonged to a girl of about thirteen or fourteen.  It had a sort of odd quality to it, and was overlaying a quieter series of grunts, squawks, and chirping noises, with clicks scattered about.

The next voice was Above's, overlaying more cawing and vaguely avian noises than she made these days.  "At least I don't drag vines around with me for miles and floss with them -"

"Maybe you should!"

( The Teens Time Forgot, reunited. )

[Dinoverse, pages 204-206, slightly modified. The language geas may or may not do interesting things to 'Quetzalcoatlus', which is based on a god's name which means 'plumed serpent' or 'precious twin', depending. That telepathy may have (mostly) come through, but her responses still won't.  Because I find it funny.]