Nonka Noo the Nigersaurus

This is my latest piece of work dedicated to an old mate from years gone by called Dave New. It is very much in its infancy and much may change (as it often does). Here’s a bit I’ve already penned:

“Oh no.” shouted Nonka Noo. Plod-Plod-Plod. “It’s Super-Croc – I’d better run.” Nonka Noo, the Nigersaurus was a giant dinosaur who lived by the side of the river and couldn’t run that fast. Super-Croc wasn’t that much smaller, but being a crocodile who could live in the river or out of it meant he was swift. The mud from the river bank splashed all over Nonka Noo’s long thick legs as he plodded along as fast as they would take him. He thought he was going to get eaten. Super-Croc’s short legs had big sharp claws at the tips of his feet helping him to grip in the mud and gain on Nonka Noo.

“Wait, wait.” Shouted Super-Croc. He wanted to make friends with Nonka Noo and maybe do a bit of fishing with him. Nonka Noo looked over his shoulder – he wasn’t sure about Super-Croc, he’d heard that they like to eat dinosaurs such as him – he only liked to eat plants and grass. Nonka Noo turned his head – shaped like a massive hammer – towards Super-Croc and shouted: “Are you friendly?” Super-Croc looked at the thousands of small sharp teeth Nonka Noo had in his jaws.

“Yes, I want to be your friend” He said. “What’s your name?”

“Nonka Noo.”

“Hello, I’m Super-Croc, want to do some fishing?”

“Erm… what’s that?” Nonka Noo replied with his own question.