Mrow! (or whatever noise herbivorous dinosaurs used to make).
Here, risen from the dead ooze of his ancestors, is Bronty! In a nasty squeeky lime green acrylic that will actually do quite nicely for resurrected lizard skin.
What's that? His neck is falling down? Why no, not at all! He's just reaching out for his next nummy meal of dead leaves and...
Other natural fibers! Yes, this discriminating dino also seems to have a taste for exquisite silk and wool. Back, Bronty, back! This is mine, all mine
