There was a long and unnerving silence as everybody stared at the big sharptooth who had just spoken to them.
The day was really taking a very strange path, considering it had started as normal as any other day into the Great Valley.
Firstly, the longneck who had been missing for four night circle cycles suddenly reappeared, and he convoked a meeting in the Meeting Rock to tell everyone that the Great Valley was going to be attacked. Soon after that, appear those strange creatures that were unlike anything they had ever seen in their lives, and they threaten to destroy the Valley. As if it was not enough, the young longneck started to fight them with some short of "magical powers", and the creatures destroyed disappeared into black dust.
As if itself was not strange enough, at a certain point, two of the creatures fused together to form a new one, like them, but bigger, and the longneck was able to defeat it with his "magic". Finally, the young longneck had his life saved by a bonecrusher sharptooth, that somehow had managed to get inside the valley, and now, the said sharptooth was speaking to them in perfect leaf eater, and presenting himself to them as if it was normal.
Littlefoot raised up, wincing a little from the pain of his wounds, and he looked from the dinosaurs, all of them dumbstruck, and back to Terry, who was looking at them. Littlefoot sighed, this was surely not going as he had planned it to go. Well, he had nothing to do now except go with the course of the fast water.
Getting up, and turning to the others, he said "Huh, guys?"
All the eyes turned to the young longneck, and he said "I… I'd like you all to meet Terry." He said, gesturing to the big sharptooth, who nodded back at the crowd of dinosaurs, as he said, "Really nice to meet you all."
The dinosaurs seemed to finally snap out of their stupor as they all started mumbling around themselves.
"The sharptooth talked!"
"Is it real?"
"How did he got in here?"
"Is he going to eat us!"
"What do we do now?"
"The longneck knows it?"
"It is his friend?"
The dinosaurs talked among them, but one small dinosaur in particular, one young blue colored sharptooth, was looking at it, and slowly, a smile was appearing into his face, as some kind of hope kindled inside of himself, and then, before Ruby could stop him, he ran in direction to him.
"You are a sharptooth!" Chomper cried as he ran in direction to him and his friend.
"Chomper!" Ruby said, running after him, but Chomper ignored, and he ran until he was in front of the big sharptooth, and he seemed so happy that he could barely contain himself "You are a sharptooth like me! And you can speak leaf eater! And you are nice!"
When Chomper was in front of the big sharptooth known as Terry, he only looked at him, and then he said "Chomper, isn't it right?"
"Yep, it's me!" Chomper said to the adult sharptooth, a sharptooth that talked the leaf eater language, just like him, and that had saved Littlefoot, what showed that they were friends, and even more the fact that Littlefoot knew him by name. Chomper was so happy that he could barely even contain it. Having a sharptooth adult like that, who had all these characterizes was the kind of thing that renewed his hope on his dream. A dream in which leaf eaters and sharpteeth could be friends.
The adult looked down at him, and opened a smile, he lowered his big head to Chomper, until being in eye-level with him, and he said "It is truly an honor to meet you personally." He said, bowing his head slightly, as if in respect, and he said "Littlefoot told me all about you, and I have been wanting to know you ever since."
Chomper blushed a little, and he scratched the back of his head, and Ruby had reached him, and she was right behind, and she said "Huh, excuse me, Mr. Terry?" the older dinosaur looked at her as she spoke that "How you and Littlefoot know each other?"
"That is a good question." Said Grandpa Longneck, who now stepped forward, feeling that it was safe to approach, and he said "Where do you know my grandson from?"
Terry looked at him, and then he said "Littlefoot is my student, and I have been giving him some lessons."
There was a new wave of mumbling, coming from the crowd as they took this new information.
"A longneck taking lessons from a sharptooth?"
"What kind of lessons are that?"
"He is teaching the longneck how to hunt?"
"Is he teaching him to fight?"
Terry rolled his eyes, and Ruby asked, "What kind of lessons are these lessons that Littlefoot is taking from you, sir?"
"Never mind that!" said Mr. Threehorn's voice, as he approached the sharptooth from behind, making Terry look over his shoulder, and the threehorn advanced at him, as he snarled "How did you entered the Great Valley, sharptooth? Did he showed you the way in?" he said, as he pointed accusingly at Chomper with his snout, what made the young sharptooth recoil.
Terry let out a low growl coming from his throat at the threehorn, and Littlefoot knew that he could not let it go out of hand now, so, he quickly stepped forward, and he said, "I did."
This made everyone look at Littlefoot, and he said "I showed Terry the way in and brought him into the Valley."
There was a collective gasp, and everyone stared at Littlefoot, even Mr. Threehorn, whom took a few seconds to recover his talk, and then he said "You did WHAT!?"
Weeks ago, hearing this kind of reaction from Mr. Threehorn, though being expected, would make Littlefoot flinch, but now, he remained perfectly composed, and looked at Mr. Threehorn with a tone of defiance and self-confidence.
"You brought an adult sharptooth inside the Valley!?" The great threehorn asked as he came closer "Have you lost your mind!?" Littlefoot was about to answer, but he flinched and winced in pain. His wounds were still fresh, and leaking blood.
Terry looked down at him, and saw his wounds, and he said to everyone "I'd like to answer all of your questions, but I guess my student needs to have his wounds treated now."
As he said that, the others looked at Littlefoot, and seemed to remember that now he was bleeding. His friends rushed to his side, as well as his grandparents, but Terry was the one that picked Littlefoot in his small arms, and then started carrying him to the Meeting Rock.
"Now, if some of you would be find enough to bring me some clean leaves, come clean water, and also some vines and herbs, I'll treat these wounds." Terry said as he carried Littlefoot "We have to stop this bleeding.
Chomper and Ruby offered to go search for the herbs he described, and Spike and Ducky went to pick up some water into the nearest lake. And Cera and Petrie went to pick up some leaves and vines, as the big sharptooth described.
While this, the big sharptooth settled with Littlefoot in the middle of the Meeting Rock, with the other dinosaurs circling them, and keeping a safe distance save for Grandma and Grandpa, who stayed close enough to make sure that their grandson was okay. Terry waited until the young dinosaurs came back with all that he requested, and when they came, he put himself to work.
He started by cleaning the wounds with the clean water, and then, he started squeezing, and the mixing the herbs juices, and then, spread it over the leaves. Once he was done, he gently placed each one of them into each of Littlefoot's wounds. This made Littlefoot flinch and hiss a little as the medicine burned against his open wounds. And Terry finalized it by using the vines to tie around the leaves gently, keeping them in place as the herbs took effect into the wounds.
Littlefoot sighed, and Terry said "It will have to do for now."
"Is Littlefoot okay now?" asked Petrie, and Terry said "Not truly, these wounds can't be treated normally, but the herbs will help keep it in control for a while, at least, until the others arrive."
"There was a new wave of mumbling from the dinosaurs around them.
"There are other sharpteeth coming?"
Terry let out a sigh, and Mr. Threehorn said "Oh, no!" this made Terry look bacvk at him "There are too much sharpteeth in this valley already! There is no other coming inside here!" he said, as he seemed ready to battle, and Terry only looked at him for a while, be fore he said "Yeah, you are exactly as Littlefoot described you."
And he looked at the others "And you two are his Grandfather and Grandmother, right?" he asked, and the two elderly longneck nodded, and Terry looked at the other young ones, and he said "And you, are Littlefoot's friends, right? He told me everything about you."
"You told everything about the Valley to adult sharpteeth, and you brought one of them here!?" asked Mr. Threehorn to the young longneck as he came closer, looking really mad "What else, did you told him how we taste!?"
"Do you really want answers, or you prefer just to scream?" Littlefoot asked back, with a tone of confidence that had caught the old threehorn off guard. As he lacked an answer, Littlefoot sighed, and then he said "We are going to explain everything."
This seemed to calm everybody down, and they started taking places around the two dinosaurs, Littlefoot's friends and family staying close to them as they soon were going to explain. Once everybody had quieted down, and even Mr. Threehorn was clamed down enough to stop and listen to what they had to say, they finally started.
"Okay… where do we start?" said Littlefoot, and the answer came as Cera asking "You can start by telling where have you been."
"That is a good idea." Said Terry, and Littlefoot nodded at him, and then he said "Well, as I said, I have been in another Valley." He said, and the dinosaurs around them listened carefully as he kept explaining. "There is another Valley, which is a little far from the Great Valley, but not very much. It is called the Valley of Leaf and Claw."
This resulted into a new wave of mumbles among the dinosaurs, as they didn't knew about this valley, nor had they ever heard about it before. Littlefoot continued "This valley is very much like Great Valley, and has a lot of dinosaurs living in there. Is the valley where Terry was born."
Again there was a lot of mumbles. A valley for sharpteeth? Such a thing even existed?
"A Valley that is inhabited all by sharpteeth?" asked Grandpa Longneck "I never heard of such a thing before." And the crowd agreed with him.
Terry and Littlefoot shared a look, and Littlefoot started explaining "Well, there are a few places where the sharpteeth live in group." He said, and then he continued "But, in the Valley of Leaf and Claw there is not only sharpteeth. Leaf eaters also live in there."
A new wave of mumbles arose, as the dinosaurs all took this information. Sharpteeth and leaf eaters living together? Was that even possible?
There was one dinosaur in particular that was really surprised at this. Chomper could only stare blankly into space as he assimilated what he had just heard.
"I-is it true?" he asked to Littlefoot, making the longneck look at him. "There is a valley where sharpteeth and flat teeth all live together… as friends?" he asked, sounding more hopeful than Littlefoot had ever heard him before.
Who answered was Terry, who said "Yes, we all live in there, young one. Actually, some of my best friends are leaf eaters."
There was a moment of silence, and Chomper only stared at him, and back at Littlefoot, his expression blank. But this did not last long, as slowly, a smile creeped on his face, and then, he started jumping in place "This is so great!" he said loudly, jumping in place. "Sharpteeth and leaf eaters can be friends!"
Terry smiled at the young sharptooth, and Littlefoot could only chuckle at his young friend. He knew that Chomper was going to love it. For this meant that leaf eaters and sharpteeth could be friends, and they could stay friends even after they were adults. Chomper didn't realized it yet, but that also meant that he could still be their friend, even if in the future he would be an adult. This was his dream coming true.
"This is just so cool! I want to visit this valley!" Chomper said, as he looked up at Terry. The older dinosaur chuckled at the young one, and he then said "And you will. But some other day, now, there are other worries on our claws."
Chomper looked at him, along as the others of Littlefoot's friends, and Petrie asked "You talk about strange sharpteeth from earlier?"
"The Hollow? Yes, but they are only part of the main problem" said Terry, and the other dinosaurs mumbled among themselves, and Cera said "The what now?"
"He is talking about the creatures that attacked the Valley." Littlefoot said, and Terry continued "Yes." He said, as he walked a little "The Hollows. The ones who are empty inside, the ones who don't have heart. The ones who don't have soul."
All the dinosaurs around looked very interested into what he was saying "The Hollows don't feel fear, nor pity. The only thing they know is hate and destruction. Some say that they don't even feel pain."
The dinosaurs once again mumbled among themselves, knowing now just what had just been into the Valley, and they felt relived that the things now had been killed. "Hollows." Ruby said "I never heard of this kind of sharptooth before."
"Is because they are not sharpteeth." Littlefoot said, and this surprised the others who were hearing.
"But they looked like sharpteeth to me!" said one in the crowd, and they agreed. Littlefoot was the first one who answered "It is because they were made that way. They could also look like other creatures."
This raised new mumbles from the crowd. "Made?" What did it meant? How can a dinosaur be "made"?
"Wait a moment!" said Mr. Threehorn, stepping forward "Now are you saying that someone can 'make' a dinosaur? How does this even works?" and many agreed with him, and Littlefoot was having a hard time trying to explain "The Hollows are not dinosaurs." He said, granting the others to pay attention on him "They only look like dinosaurs, but they can look like anything, depending on the reason they are created."
The others all mumbled among themselves, and they shared looks to each other, they all confused by this "explanation", Mr. Threehorn seeming to be the one that was less believing it. Terry, the sharptooth, then continued the explanation "The Hollows can be created by many reasons, through different methods."
The eyes all turned to him, and even Chomper, the young sharptooth "The Hollows exist only to serve to their creators, and they will go to the end to serve it. They are no living beings. They are not alive, they have never been alive." Terry continued, as everyone looked at them, and he continued "The Hollows, sometimes, don't even have a master. In these cases, they exist only to cause destruction and chaos. They can be a danger to both leaf eaters and sharpteeth, and that's why fighting them is one of the main goals of the Order."
The dinosaurs mumbled among themselves again. Many of them wondering if what the sharptooth was saying was the truth. If he and this order did fought the "Hollow" as they called them. And soon, some among them were asking what was this "order".
Grandpa Longneck, whoever, was the first to actually ask "An 'Order'?" he asked, looking at Terry, who looked back at him "What Order?" he asked, wanting to know more, and Terry answer was "The Order of Leaf and Claw. Order of which me and Littlefoot here are part of."
The crowd heard it, and once again they mumbled to each other.
Was this Order some short of group? Maybe some kind of heard? And the young longneck was really part of it along with this sharptooth? Some didn't even knew what was an "order".
Terry sighed, knowing he would have to explain it anyway, so he started "The Order of Leaf and Claw are a group." He said to the dinosaurs, who all looked at the sharptooth as he explained "We are a group of dinosaurs which have many goals, like protecting the Valley of Leaf and Claw of attacks, and fight the Hollows." He said "Our greatest goal, however, is to make that the whole world someday be like our valley. To create a world in which sharpteeth and leaf eaters can live together in peace, as friends."
There was a new wave of mumbles, this one was possibly stronger than the others, as they talked to themselves if this was possible. Apparently, the dinosaurs that formed this "order", thought it to be possible, since they were wanting to make it happen. So what? They thought sharpteeth to speak leaf eater and not to eat someone when they first saw it?
Chomper, whoever, looked like it was a true realization to him, and he said "OH, oh! I want to join in!" what made Terry and Littlefoot look at him "I want to help! I want to teach the sharpteeth to be friends too!"
Littlefoot and Terry shared a look, and Terry simply chuckled at the young dinosaur "Well, it is not the kind of group you can enter only by asking to." He said, and Chomper's smile disappeared, but soon he said "But, maybe you can enter someday in the future." As he winked a Chomper.
Chomper smiled at him as he said that, and soon, Terry turned his head back to the crowd, and he continued "Well, this was just the first wave of attackers, and I'm afraid there is going to have more, and they will possibly be more powerful."
A new wave of mumbles ran among every one, as they were all scared that more of these things could come and attack the valley. Terry quickly said "And that is why there are more members of the Order coming to here, to help protect the place and keep everyone safe." The mumbles continued, and Mr. Threehorn said "How can we trust you?"
All the eyes turned to him, and the old threehorn continued "You are saying that more of your sharpteeth friends, who you say to be 'good sharpteeth', will come here. How can we know that you will not turn against us and eat everyone in the first chance you got?"
Terry only looked at him. Yeah, this threehorn was exactly as Littlefoot had described him. Terry looked at him, and he answered "We will not do it, you have my word." He said as he looked down at the threehorn "Though you does seem rather tasty."
This granted a few worried mumbles form the crowd, but not as much as it would worry. The old threehorn, however, snorted at Terry, as he said "I'd like to see you try." To which Terry only replied with a soft chuckle, and he turned his attention back to he crowd. "They will still be coming" he continued, talking about the Hollow "Their master is going to keep sending them."
"And who is their master?" asked someone, and someone asked "Why would someone create them?" and the crowd agreed, asking the same question, and Terry and Littlefoot both shared a look, and they both nodded. Terry took a deep breath, and he started explaining "The Hollow may be created for several different reasons." He said, and the crowd once again focused on him "But, they are mainly created by the main enemies of the Order of Leaf and Claw."
Another wave of mumbles, as they absorbed the information that was just gave to them. "Enemies?" asked Grandpa Longneck, looking at Terry, and the sharptooth looking back at him "Your group has enemies?"
"But, you are doing something so good!" said Chomper, granting the others to look at him "Why would someone want to be your enemy if you're doing something good?"
Terry took a long moment to look into these young and innocent eyes. For a moment, he regretted having talked so early about the enemies. However, it was necessary, for they needed to know what they were going to face if they wanted to last more than a few days. They needed to know that there was danger out there, specially that young sharptooth.
Taking a deep breath, Terry again started explaining "Our order's goal is to make the world a good place. A place in which leaf eaters and sharpteeth will be able to live side by side in peace. But there are some who don't want this to happen."
The crowd looked at him very intently, ears very open to hear all that he was going to say. His expression was heavy as he said that, and so, he continued "Even if there are many around that that share this dream, and our goal, there are some that are against it."
"But, why?" asked Ruby "If everyone were friends, then everyone be happy, and everyone would be happy for being friends."
Terry sighed at the innocence of that age, an innocence that he had himself to lose too soon, and he felt bad for having to make others pass by the same thing. He continued "It is not that simple." He looked at her as he talked, and back at the crowd as he talked "There are some beings out there that simply don't want the dream to happen. There are several reasons for this. For instance, there are a few sharpteeth that believe that the leaf eaters serve only as food. They think that being friends with the prey is foolishness and a waste of time, and they think that doing so would go against our nature and would be somewhat a betrayal to our own species." He said "They think that any sharptooth who becomes friends with leaf eaters is weak and also a traitor, and is no better than the prey."
"Bah! Of course!" said Mr. Threehorn "What else you could expect from someone who lives by eating others?"
Terry snarled softly at him, showing his teeth as he looked over his own shoulder at the threehorn, what made him flinch slightly, ready to attack if needed. But Terry didn't attacked, instead, he just calmed down after snarling, and he continued "These sharpteeth not only are against the order's goals, but they are willing to do all that they can to prevent us from making it happen, and keep thing 'the way they should be', as they say."
The crowd mumbled softly among themselves as they took this new information. Some said that it was natural to fear the changes, and other said that it was just foolishness to want to keep things in a way if the other option would be better for every. Some were even saying that it could be in the nature of the sharpteeth, agreeing with Mr. Threehorn.
"This is so wrong!" said Chomper, what made Terry look at him as the crowd kept mumbling "Why can't leaf eaters and sharpteeth just be friends already?" he asked to no one in particular, his frustration evident in his voice and in his features "It would be so much better if they just were."
Terry looked at the young sharptooth. He was like Littlefoot had described him. In fact, all of his friends and the ones he met until now were just like he had described, specially this young sharptooth.
Terry offered him a smile, and he said "There are some people in this world that can't accept changes, even if they are for the better." He approached the young sharptooth, and he said "But we do have hope that, over time, the changes will happen, and everyone will accept them, and see that they were a good thing."
Chomper looked up to him, and he opened a smile, and Terry smiled too.
"Hey!" a tubehead into the crowd said, making the eyes all turn to him "What about the thing that you and the longneck did back there? When you were fighting the creatures!" he said, and some started agreeing "What was that?"
The crowd then mumbled in agreement, for they all wanted to know just what was that. Because they all knew that normally longnecks were not able to shot light form their mouths and to created shining walls I front of them. And that young longneck had done exactly that, and he did as if it was a natural thing, so, they all had the right of being curious. Even Littlefoot's friends and grandparents wanted to know just how the young longneck was able to do all these things.
Littlefoot shared a look with Terry, and they both nodded, and then, Littlefoot explained "It was magic."
A new wave of mumbles from the crowd, most of them having just confirmed their suspicious, and others surprised, and there were even some that didn't believed it. Mr. Threehorn was one of them.
"Bah!" said the threehorn "Like I'm going to believe it!"
Terry looked at him, as he said "Oh, so you have other explanation to what the young Littlefoot did?" he approached as he talked "So tell me what it is."
This surprised the threehorn, who just looked at the sharptooth, who continued "Go on, you don't think that it was magic? So tell me what is your opinion about what was that. Go on, I'm listening."
There was a long silence as Mr. Threehorn just realized that he could not. Even if he refused to believe into magic and all this mumbo-jumbo, he could not find any other explanation to what he had just witnessed, along with everyone else. After looking to the sharptooth in silence for a few moments, the threehorn just looked away. Many were really surprised that someone had actually won an arguing with the threehorn, and left him unable to give an answer.
Grandpa Longneck stepped forward, and then he said "So, it was magic?" his grandson and the sharptooth both looked at him, but Grandpa was focusing his attention to the sharptooth as he spoke "You have been teaching magic to my grandson?"
Terry looked at him, and he nodded, as he said "Well, you can say I have. But, I have been merely teaching him how to control his own magic and to use it in battle." He turned to look at Littlefoot "Something that he did very well today, despite his small distraction at the end."
Littlefoot smiled and blushed a little as he received a compliment from the big sharptooth. Petrie flew next to the longneck, and he said, looking at the sharptooth "So, you teach magic to everyone?" he sounded a bit helpful, and soon, Granma said "You say you teach Littlefoot the magic he already had?"
Littlefoot was the one who answered "Well, you see, Terry had been teaching me to fight using magic, and to control it."
"You mean that you already had it?" asked Ducky, and Littlefoot said "Yes. No. I mean… is, kind of complicated."
"Each creature has its own magic inside of itself." Said Terry, granting the looks to go back at him "Each creature who has a soul has its own magic inside itself, but only a few of them can awaken and use the power that lays inside of them, and it manifests as some short of magic."
The crowd mumbled once more, they all talking about this thing of everyone having magic inside of them. Was it true? Did they all could do magic? This talk was taking very interesting ways, and the more the sharptooth explained, the more it seemed to raise new questions for which everyone wanted answer.
Soon, Littlefoot took the task of proceeding with explanation, and he spoke to everyone "We all have some short of magic, and it is different for everyone. You see, my magic is of light." He said, and he made a gesture with his tail, creating a dot of light in the tip of it, and it left a trial of light on its path, and soon, it formed the image to a treestar. Everybody looked in admiration at it, and soon, the image dissipated, and Littlefoot said "And Terry's magic is of Dinosaur Spirit."
There were now a few confused mumbles about it.
"Dinosaur spirit?" asked Grandpa longneck as he came closer "What does this means?"
Terry looked at him and he said "It means that I can canalize the spiritual power of other dinosaurs, and use it into a fight, like this." He said as he raised his tail, and focused, and soon, a light started forming around his tail, and it stretched, forming what seemed to be a ghostly tail, which had the shape of a clubtail's tail.
All the dinosaurs looked amazed at this, and Terry swung the new tail around a bit, before it dissipated into fog. "This magic allows to manifest this spiritual energy as parts of other dinosaurs' bodies, like you just saw, and I canalize their power and their abilities to help me fight my battles." Explained Terry, and the crowd mumbled in amazement.
Some of them found it amazing, some said it was awesome that someone was able to do something like that, others said that it that it was scary that a sharptooth was able to do it and probably use it to hunt them down. There were diverging opinions about it, and yet, everybody was very amazed for knowing that there were dinosaurs out there that were able to do magic.
Terry let they talk among themselves, not having any need to actually rush them, before someone asked "And you can teach anyone to have magic?"
Terry looked at the crowd as many looked expectantly at him, and soon, he said "Though all beings have their own magical power inside of them, not all of them are able to awaken their power and do magic." This disappointed many of the ones which were there, especially the younger ones, who had hope of being able to do magic by themselves. "For wakening your magic inside, and to be able to use it, you may need one of these." He finished, pointing to the silvery material that was around his waist, and which had the symbol of the treestar with the sharptooth's tooth over it.
They all looked at it, and some of them noticed that the thing around his waits had the same symbol that was on the thing that the young longneck had around the base of his neck.
"Hey!" said Chomper "Littlefoot, you are using one of these too!" he said, and the longneck looked at him and nodded.
"So this is what it is for!" said Cera, and she examined the silvery thing near, as if to see what was the true secret over it. And, as she did, another dinosaur asked "What are these things?"
"Are they magic?" another one asked
"So, you just put one of these on and you can do magic?" someone asked, a clubtail.
"How do you get one of these?"
"They are some kind of rock?"
"These symbols in them are natural?"
"Where do you find them?"
There were these and much more questions, most of them coming from curious dinosaurs, and some coming from dinosaurs who wanted to have one so they would be magic too. After a while, Terry soon had to raise his voice.
"People. People. Gentlemen! Quiet!" he finally blurted out, half shouting and half roaring, and this was enough to make everyone go quiet as they looked at him. Terry sighed, and he quickly recomposed himself, and he started explaining "These are our amulets." He said "They are given to each member of the order of leaf and claw, and they allow us to tap on the energy inside ourselves, and manifest it as our magic."
The crowd listened carefully, and Terry continued his explanation "The symbol in the amulets, the treestar with the sharptooth's tooth, is the symbol of the Order of Leaf and Claw. It represents the leaf eaters and sharpteeth union and their dream for a better world. The amulets are reserved for the members of the order, if you have one, is because you are a member of our order."
The dinosaurs listened carefully as he explained that, and some were once again disappointed, as they knew now that you would have to join this group in order to have magic.
"So, you keep the magic only for the ones who are of your group?" asked one, and others mumbled in agreement, and Terry was quickly to answer
"We don't full control over who is chosen." He quickly said, what granted him back the attention of everyone "One receive the amulet and become a part of the Order of Leaf and Claw when is considered worth and deserving, and so, by receiving the amulet, it becomes a member, and receives the responsibility of being a member."
The crowd returned to the mumbles, as they all wondered just what they meant by "not having full control", and they also wondered about what he said about the "responsibilities". Soon they knew that he meant they would have to fight these things, the ones called "Hollow", and also the thing of creating a world in which leaf eaters and sharpteeth would be friends.
"Wait a minute!" said Mr. Threehorn, granting himself to have the attention of everyone "If you don't choose who becomes a member of this little group of yours, then who does?"
Terry looked at him, and he looked at Littlefoot, and the young longneck said "The spirits do."
The crowd mumbled among themselves again.
"Littlefoot, what does you mean?" asked Grandpa Longneck to his grandson, and the young longneck started explaining again "The Order of Leaf and Claw believes in the spirits. Is a belief we all have, a belief that the world and all in it is moved by the will of the spirits of all the ones who lived before. They move the world and they look over all of us, the living ones, and so, they try to keep us into the right path, as much as a parent does for the children."
As Littlefoot said it, he stopped for a moments, and he looked to the ground. Some noticed it, and they looked at the longneck, but Littlefoot soon recovered, and he continued "We serve the spirts, and we honor them, as well as we are humble in front of them. We believe that the spirits are the ones that does truly decide who are the ones that really deserve to become a member of the Order of Leaf and Claw."
The crowd once again mumbled among themselves. So, the longneck kid was saying that the dead ones decided who became a member of this order? How did that even worked?
"Do you really want me to believe that the ones who already died are the ones that tell you who deserves to be magic?" asked Mr. Clubtail who was among the ones in the crowd "I'm not sure if I believe that."
Terry said "The Spirits decide who deserve to be a member, and they usually send it as some short of signal." He said "But its okay, there are some who don't believe it in the first time they hear. But I can assure you, they don't chose just anyone. But, when they do choose, they usually send a clear signal, sometimes, they even send one of the stones straight to them." He finished.
The crowd let out mumbles, as they absorbed this information. Grandpa Longneck then talked again "Stones?" he asked to Terry "What stones are that?"
"The stones form which our amulets are created." Was Terry's answer. And now, Mr. Threehorn stepped forward, wanting to know the details.
"What kind of stones, exactly are that?"
Terry looked at Littlefoot, and the longneck sighed. He knew that the old bull was probably not going to believe it, and yet, he had to answer. So Littlefoot looked at him, and then, he said it "The stones of cold fire."
The crowd gasped, and they mumbled even more among themselves, and Mr. Threehorn said "Oh no! Don't come now talking about these stupid stones again! I heard enough of them from these two rainbow faces!"
Terry looked at him "You mean Jenna and Tristan?" he asked, looking at the threehorn, who was surprised to see that this sharptooth knew them, and Terry continued "These two are members of our order, I took care of their training myself when they first joined. They are two good dinosaurs."
The crowd kept mumbling, and soon, Grandpa spoke "So, you mean that my grandson is now a member of this "order"?" he asked, looking at both Littlefoot and Terry.
Both sharptooth and young longneck shared a look, and Terry gave a single nod. Littlefoot looked down at the ground, and after a few moments, he sighed, and he looked up at the older longneck, and also at his Grandma, who was also looking at him. Littlefoot looked at them, and he said "Yeah, I became a member four night circle cycles ago."
The two elderly longnecks shared a look, and so did Littlefoot's friends. "So, it was in the time you disappeared?" asked Grandma, and Littlefoot looked at her, suddenly looking to be somewhat guilty, and he said "In the same night." He continued "Actually, I went missing exactly because I became a member."
The dinosaurs once again mumbled at themselves, and Grandpa and Grandma shared a look as both were surprised. They looked at Terry, as if they were wanting an explanation, which Terry soon was giving to them.
"As I said, sometimes the spirits send the Stones of cold Fire right to the ones who were chosen as members. And this was the case of this young longneck." He said "Four night circle cycles ago, one Stone of Cold Fire landed right here, in your Valley, and it happened that this young dinosaur found it."
"So, you made Littlefoot a member just because he found the stone?" asked Cera "You would do the same if anyone else had found it?"
"If the stone had turned into a amulet by itself to them as it did with Littlefoot, then yes." He said, and this confused everyone, Littlefoot sighed, sand before there could have any more confusion, he explained "The stones come from above as regular stones, and, when someone becomes a member, they shape themselves into one amulet to fit someone's body."
The crowd mumbled again, as they received more and more information, and soon Grandpa stepped forward "This is what happened?" he asked his grandson "So, you were chosen by the rock and then you left?"
Littlefoot noticed that his tone seemed somewhat hurt, and once again, he felt sorry for his grandpa, and Littlefoot said "I didn't even knew what was that." His tone was of apologizing, not only to his grandparents, but also to his friends, who also looked at him, wanting answers "I found the stone, and, it turned into my amulet. I had no time to think over it as other members of the order found me. Stones of Cold Fire appear some now and them in many places, and recoiling them is one of the missions of the Order. They were searching for the stone that had fallen here in the Valley, when they found me."
Littlefoot looked to his friends and family before continuing "They told me to go with them to their Valley, and I did. I thought I was going to only be there for a few moments and go back before you got worried… but…" Littlefoot trailed a little, looking very guilty, and Ducky said "What?"
Littlefoot sighed, and he said "When they saw the powers I had, they said that I should stay for a while in their Valley, to learn to use it."
Cera then turned to Terry, and she said "So you took Littlefoot away!" she was accusing him, but Terry merely looked at her, and he said "This is beside the point now."
Littlefoot then could no longer hold it, so he said "I'm sorry, okay?" he almost blurted it out, catching everyone off guard. "I'm sorry for having stayed away for so long without telling anyone! I'm sorry for disappearing and leaving you all worried! I'm sorry for having stayed away without ever trying to visit you, even if I wanted very much! I'm sorry!"
When Littlefoot finished, he was almost crying. His friends all looked at him, and so did Grandpa and Grandma. The elderly female longneck lowered her head to her grandson's level, and she nuzzled him. This caught Littlefoot off guard as she said "We know you didn't wanted to leave anyone worried Littlefoot." She smiled as she nuzzled him "We are happy that you are back."
Littlefoot was stunned for a moment, but he smiled, and nuzzled her back. Soon Grandpa joined in, and soon, his friends also approaching to hug him.
"We all happy you back." Said Petrie, and everyone agreed with him as they hugged him. Littlefoot smiled as he received this warm hug form everyone, and Terry also smiled, as he saw this beautiful scene unfolding. After a few moments, he raised his head, as he felt the amulet in his waits resonating slightly, and he said "Littlefoot."
The longneck looked at him, and Terry said "The others had arrived already." Littlefoot looked up at him, and he nodded, and he said "There are other members of the order in the entrance of the Valley." Everyone looked at him as he spoke this "We have to go to them." He said, and he tried to stand, and he soon winced as he tried to get up, and the others helped him stand.
Soon, Littlefoot started guiding them along with Terry, Littlefoot walking with the help of Ruby and Spike, and Terry walking near, with many other curious dinosaurs near.
As they walked, Terry cast one last glance over the young sharptooth called Chomper, who walked near Littlefoot, looking worried. This young sharptooth was just as Littlefoot had described him. Terry himself had found it hard to believe when he heard it from the longneck four night circle cycles ago.
Once again, Terry found himself wondering if the young Chomper could really be the sharptooth from the prophecy...