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Land Before Time: The Order of Leaf and Claw - Ch 4 - New and Interesting Friends

Zootopia: Brave New World - Ch 14 - The Bear, the Shrew and the Raccoon
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Littlefoot walked with the help of Spike and Ruby, while his friends walked close to him, and so did his grandparents, still worried with his wounds. But the longneck remained strong, and he walked along, with the other dinosaurs following him. Most of the wanting to see who were these "other members" who were coming.

Terry walked near, but at a respectable distance, for the other dinosaurs, the leaf eaters, to remain calm, and not be scared after him. After all, they were not used to have an adult sharptooth near them, and they were still scared of him. Terry could only accept it, and he seemed not to mind as he walked to company the party.

They all walked in direction to one of the nearest entrances of the Great Valley, one that was near a waterfall. Some people already knew it by being close, and they all were sighting it in the distance, right in time to see some creatures coming from the other side. They all entered in the Great Valley coming from somewhere out of it, and they were looking around as they were seeing just where they had entered.

When the dinosaurs came closer, they could see just what kind of dinosaurs they were.

The first was a sailback sharptooth (Spinosaurus), whose body was completely white in his body scales, and had a great "sail" on his back. He was clearly a teenager, as seeing that he was not fully-grown yet, but he was almost as long as Mr. Threehorn was and clearly taller, and his body was muscled, showing that he was clearly strong. His species was known for being the biggest kind of sharptooth around, and for being vicious. He walked on two legs, and in the middle claw of one of his right hand, there was one ring with the symbol of the Order of Leaf and Claw: one treestar with a sharptooth's tooth over it. His ice-blue eyes looked around as he analyzed all that was around him, and there was one scar as made by a three-clawed hand on his muzzle.

Next to him was another dinosaur, this one a leaf eater. It was a horned head (stygimoloch), one species of dinosaur which was related to domeheads, and which somewhat resembled them, unless for the four long horns that came out of their heads and circled it, hence their name. She was clearly a female, and her body was violet with one strip of a darker shade of purple running down her back, with lavender color for her underbelly and her throat. She had eyes of a toxic shade of green, which looked at everything around her with agitation, and she seemed to be smiling as she looked around, as if she was amazed by this new place. On her tail, which moved behind her, there was four "tail rings", which were linked to each other by one silvery line, which allowed her tail to move freely, each ring had the symbol of the Order.

And, by last, came another leaf eater, this one a leaf eater too. It was a threehorn. He was a male, and he had grey colored body with midnight-blue on his back, and lighter grey underbelly. He had bright golden yellow eyes, which focused on the two dinosaurs, which were with him, but also looking around. He was around half the size of an adult threehorn, but his top horns were both grown, not fully, but they were grown to almost full size. He had white stub claws, four in each one of his paws, and, on his front left ankle, there was a silvery ring, with the symbol of the Order.

"So, this is the Great Valley?" asked the threehorn, as he kept looking around, his two friends near him, and then, the horned head suddenly said "It is so coooooooooool!" she exclaimed as she almost jumped in place and danced, making small spins. "It is as beautiful as our Valley!"

The sailback looked around, and after a moment, he said "Yeah, it is good." And he simply remained silent. The Threehorn looked at him, and he said "Oh, come on, Swift, you gotta admit this place is nice."

The sailback, Swift, looked at the threehorn, and he said "I didn't said it wasn't." and he said nothing more, while the threehorn only sighed, and smiled softly as he shook his head. He knew that the sailback was like that, and was probably not going to change. While this, the horned head only kept laughing and running around, making some spins.

"This is so coooooool!" she said as she jumped around, admiring the place around her. Only when she was spinning, she noticed the group of dinosaurs that was coming in their direction, and she exclaimed "Hey, look! They are waiting for us!" and she dashed in direction to the group.

The two shared a look, and they both rolled their eyes before running after her, the sailback seeming slightly annoyed while the threehorn had a coy smile on his lips.

"Nettle! Wait up!" called Swift, and he and the threehorn went after her, and she kept running, and she screamed to the bigger group of dinosaurs "Hello there!" she said to them.

Littlefoot smiled when he saw her coming, and he screamed back "Hey! Nettle!"

The horned head's eyes fixated in the young longneck, and her already big smile (if it was possible) became even bigger. "Littlefoot!" she screamed as she ran in his direction, her arms open, and the two other dinosaurs coming after her.

She seemed to have even forgotten about the other ones, and she went straight to to Littlefoot, and she picked him up and hugged him "Oh, Littlefoot! My friend!" she said as she danced in place with him in her arms "I missed you so much."

Littlefoot winced slightly in her grip as it pressed his wounds, but he remained calm, and he was able even to smile back at her, and he said "Nettle, we saw each other just this morning."

"I know, but I missed you!" she said, still hugging Littlefoot. The longneck was able to smile at her, even with the pain on his wounds as she hugged him. After a few moments, Terry cleared his throat.

This made Nettle, the horned head, finally looked at Littlefoot, and she noticed his wounds, she gasped. "Oh, by the Spirits!" she said, looking at the longneck form all angles in her arms "What happened to you!?"

"The Hollows came." Said the longneck to her "I did defeated them, but they hurt me a little."

"These meanies!" she said, and she placed Littlefoot in the ground "I need to treat your wounds!" she said, and she started undoing the bandages. As she did, the two other dinosaurs came closer, and they both stand near "Littlefoot!" said the threehorn. "Geez, what happened to you?"

"Hollows." Said the longneck "But I managed to destroy them."

The threehorn laughed "Yeah, I guess that they will learn not to bite someone who can bite back!" he said, smiling, and as he did, the sailback came closer, and he looked at Littlefoot's wounds.

"They cut you pretty bad." He said "And I think the wounds are starting to infect." He looked at Littlefoot a little and he opened a smile "Well, lets just hope we don't have to cut off your leg."

"Swift!" said the horned head, but Littlefoot chuckled a little, and so did Swift, as if it was a joke between them. While they did, the threehorn only smiled and he shook his head slightly at this.

They seemed to almost have forgotten about the rest of the group who were with them, and who was just staring. After a few moments, Grandpa stepped forward "Littlefoot?" he said, and the longneck and the other three dinosaurs looked at him "Won't you introduce us your new friends?"

"Oh! Right!" he said, as the horned head kept checking on his wounds. "This one is Nettle." He said, and the horned head stopped for a moment, and waved at them with a smile "Hi!" and she immediately went back to checking Littlefoot's wounds.

"This one is Swift." Littlefoot continued, gesturing to the sailback sharptooth. Swift looked at them, and he simply gestured with his hand, saying "Yo." And keeping a neutral expression as he looked at them. But his eyes almost instantly went back at Littlefoot, as if he didn't wanted to keep eye-contact for too long.

"And this one is Uri." Littlefoot finished, pointing to the threehorn, who stood proudly in display for everyone "The one and only!" he spoke, striking a mighty pose, with his legs spread and his muzzle raised, with a confident smile on his face, his snout pointing at the sky above him. He seemed to be proud and determined as he made that pose, and the group could only look at him as he displayed himself like that.

The group only looked at them, and Terry chuckled as he walked forward, and Littlefoot continued, now to the members of the order "Guys, I want you to meet my Grandma and Grandpa."

"Oh, hi!" said Nettle, looking up at the elderly longnecks "Do you know where we can find some blue flowers with red spikes around here?" she asked, and went back on checking Littlefoot's wounds."

"Nice to meet you." Said Uri, the threehorn, and Swift said "Yeah, hi." As if it was casual.

"And these are my friends from here in the Great Valley." He said "This one is Cera."

The threehorn approached them, and Uri was the first to greet her "Hey, young girl." He said, winking at her, and Nettle waved, and Swift simply raised his hand at her, but quickly put it down, and he looked away, as if he was not minding to give her attention, and this angered Cera quite a bit.

"Don't tell me." Said Uri "These two are Spike and Ducky, right?" he said appriachuing the swimmer and her spiketail brother.

"Yep, it is us, yep, yep, yep!" she said, and Spike mumbled in agreement. Uri chuckled, and he said "You are exactly like he described. " and his eyes turned to the flyer who was flying nearby, and I guess you are Petrie."

"Yeah, me is!" he said, and Swift looked at him for a few momen6ts, and he whispered to Littlefoot "Yeah, you didn't lied, he really talks like that." He said, and Littlefoot could only chuckle.

"You probably are Ruby, right?" he asked to the fast runner, and she said "Hello, Uri. Uri, hello." And Uri nodded at her, and so did the other members.

"Oh! You are so cute!" said Nettle, for a moment forgetting about Littlefoot's wounds, and now focusing into Ducky and Petrie. She picked both and hugged them tight, making they both yelp a little. "I just want to hug and you hold you close to me!" she said as she danced in place, having them in her arms.

The dinosaurs looked at her for a while. Swift slapped his claw on his forehead and dragged it across his face. Terry stepped forward "Ahem." He did, to get Nettle's attention. She looked ask him, and he said "I think Littlefoot now needs your attention a little more than them."

The horned head looked at him, and then at the longneck, and she said "Oh! Right!' and she dropped Ducky and Petrie immediately, and rushed back at the longneck, who was on the ground. And soon she was checking on all his wounds again. As she did, Swift's eyes fall over one particular dinosaur. One of Littlefoot's friends that was left unpresented. One young blue dinosaur.

He looked at him, and he came closer. Chomper looked at him as he approached, and Littlefoot noticed it, and he said "And this is Chomper. I told you all about him."

The dinosaurs looked at him, and then at the young blue sharptooth. "Is he..?" Swift asked Terry, and the older sharptooth nodded. Swift's gaze turned to him, as Chomper looked at him a bit uneasy. And then, Swift opened a smile to him, and he offered his claw "Nice to meet you, Chomper."

The young sharptooth smiled at him, and he quickly offered his paw, shaking it. It was a common way of two legged complimenting each other, shaking hands. The four legged usually don't understood the need to hold each other's hand only for meeting, but mostly of them respected it.

Swift smiled at him as he shook his hand, and quickly let go. Uri then stepped forward "So, you are the famous Chomper, huh?" he asked, granting the sharptooth to look at him, and Chomper answered "Yep, it's me!"

Uri chuckled "Well, nice to met you." He said "You surely are as friendly as Littlefoot here has told." And he turned to the rest for the gang "You all are as he said you were."

"How can you tell?" asked Cera "You barely even know us yet."

"The way Littlefoot talks about all of you back in Valley of Leaf and Claw?" Uri says, with a coy smile "It practically feels like I already know all of you just as good as he does." He said casting a glance at Littlefoot, who chuckled, but winced when Nettle checked on another of his wounds. "Seriously, he only talks about you guys."

"Really?" asked Chomper "And what does he talks about?"

"Oh, just the basics." Said Uri "About the adventures you all had together, about how he met each one of you. About how each of you look like and acts. About the things he likes and dislikes in each one of you."

"Uri!" said Littlefoot, but it was too late, for his friends had their attention call to the last thing he said.

"Oh, so you told to a stranger what you dislikes on us?" asked Cera, nearing the longneck, who tried to scramble away, but he winced due to his wounds and Nettle hold him in place. Only then, Uri seemed to notice he had spoken a bit too much.

"And what exactly you "dislikes" on us?" Cera asked, and the others came near, each one of them wanting to hear it out. Littlefoot casted a glare at Uri, how could only smile nervously, and mutter a "sorry", Littlefoot didn't knew what to say or do now, but, luckily for him, Nettle was there.

"Guys, I'm loving to have this nice talk with you all, but we need to treat Littlefoot's wounds before they start to swell and rotten." She said, barely minding the scared expressions of Littlefoot's grandparents. Littlefoot only wished that Nettle could learn to be a bit more subtle in situations like that.

"Okay, I need some herbs and I'll work on these wounds now. Uri, Swift, could you two be some sweeties and bring me the herbs I need? Are the ones that I use to threat the wounds made by Hollows." She said, without stopping to check on Littlefoot's wounds.

"Sure." Uri said, and Swift sighed, as he said "Yeah, why not?" and so they both turned their backs and walked to the Valley, both searching around. As they did, Nettle remained knelled by Littlefoot's side, and she closed her eyes and she breathed deeply a few times, and the other dinosaurs were looking at her.

She took a few deep breaths, and then, she started sucking on the air. As she did, Littlefoot winced a little, as some short of black fog started leaking form his wounds, and swirling around, seeming to be driven to her mouth.

The other dinosarus watched amazed at her as she did it "What she doing?" asked Petrie, and Terry said "She is removing the infection of the Hollows of his wounds."

"How she does it?" asked Ruby, and once again, was Terry who answered "She uses her magic. As I said, each one has a different form of magic. Nettle's is poison magic. And the infection of the Hollows is, in many ways, some short of poison."

As he spoke it, Nettle kept sucking the air. As she did, the black smoke floated to her mouth, and entered into it. She was sucking down the smoke, the poison from the Hollows, almost as if she was eating it away. Some dinosaurs watched it amazed, others, like Cera, were slightly disgusted by this.

Nettle barely minded them, though, she just kept doing what she was doing, and she was sucking out the poison and gulping it down. After a while, the last of the smoke came out of Littlefoot's wounds, and the longneck let out a sigh of relief. Nettle gulped down the last of the poison, and she took a deep breath as she was done. After a few seconds, she let out a small burp, and she immediately covered her mouth, and blushed, as she said "Excuse me."

Littlefoot smiled at her, and he looked at his own wounds, which seemed a little better now. Grandpa and Grandma inched near, and Grandma asked "Littlefoot, darling, are you okay?"

"Yeah, better now, thanks to Nettle." Says the longneck, looking at the horned head, who smiled at him. She then brought a single hand to rub her belly, as she groaned "Ohhhh, Hollow smoke always makes my tummy funny."

Terry chuckled at this, and he stepped closer, "Yes, it seems that the danger of the wounds is now gone."

"But we still need to treat them so they don't infect again." Said Nettle, looking at the wounds, and she looked around "Where are these two?"

They waited for a few minutes, and soon, Uri and Swift were back. Luckily, they had found the herbs that were needed rather quickly, they both already knew Nettle's recipe for wounds made by Hollow. And also, the herbs she used where rather common, and not so hard to find around.

Nettle took their herbs, and them she took a few things, more, like some rocks, and one rock that was a half-orb and she placed the herbs in it, at the same time that she used the other rocks to smash the herbs until they started turning into some short of mush.

The others looked at her as she did it, and the residents of the Great Valley were wondering what exactly it was. Terry seemed to notice, for he was soon explaining "Nettle is one of the best healers in our Valley" he said, as the horned head kept working on the mush, sniffing it and then adding more herbs. "She knowns how to create medicine from the plants, and form their combinations. It is one of her specialties."

The dinosaurs looked at her as she finished the mush she was preparing, and she gave it a small sniff, and she said "Almost ready. Now, for the finishing touch." She said, and she took a deep breath, and then, she spat some crimson colored thing into the mush.

Some dinosaurs thought it was blood, but as soon as it touched the mush, soon it started smoking some short of pink colored smoke. The horned head than started mixing it again, and the thing was now getting some kind of sickish purple coloration, and was letting out fumes of smoke.

"What is this?" asked Chomper, and Terry answered "As I said, her magic is the poison. And this enables her, besides absorbing away poison and eating it, she can also create poisons." He said "She can breathe and generate any kind of poison. She can both create the poisons that normally exist, but there are other kinds of poisons, poisons that only her can create."

"That thing is poison?" asked Cera, and, this time Nettle answered, "One of those which only I can create." She said, and she finished mixing the mush, and she gave it a sniff, and she said "It is ready!"

And so, she knelt by Littlefoots side, and she gently picked the mix with her fingers, and she approached the longneck.

"Wait!" said Cera, stepping forward "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to pass it in his wounds." Nettle said, as if it was th4e obvious thing to do. Some dinosaurs mumbled among themselves.

"Oh, no! You don't!" said Cera, stepping forward "You are not going to pass poison into Littlefoot's wounds!" Cera said, standing her ground and looking at Nettle.

"But it will help him!"

"How can poison help someone!?" asked Cera.

"A lot of one thing alone is poison." Was Nettle's answer "But only a little of it, mixed with something else, can be a good medicine. It depends on the quantity."

"You should trust Nettle." Said Uri "She knows what she is doing fairly well…most of time."

Grandma and Grandpa shared a look, and the elder male said ""im not sure if this is a good idea."

"It will be okay." Said Littlefoot, granting the others to look at him "I already saw Nettle doing it, and I know this is one of the things she does better."

"You will really let her rub her spit in your wounds?" asked a clubtail, with a slightly disgusted look on his face.

"I trust her." Was Littlefoot's only answer, "And I think you should also."

The dinosaurs share a look among themselves, and Grandma and Grandpa also looked at each other. Grand ma nods at her husband, and the elderly longneck turn to the horned head, and he says, "Do what you must do."

Nettle nods, and she takes her fingers with the purple colored mush, and she gently rubs it over the wound on Littlefoot's neck. Immediately, the longneck lets out a gasps, and he flinches and cries out in pain, as the wound lets out crimson colored smoke.

The crowd flinches, and especially Littlefoot's loved ones when they see that.

"Littlefoot!" cried Cera, trying to reach the longneck, but Uri stops her.

"Let it." He said to the young threehorn girl "It hurts, but he will be better soon."

Cera looked at him, and she looked back at Littlefoot, whom was breathing deeply, and groaning in pain. The longneck looked at Nettle, and he nodded, signaling her to continue.

The horned head continued to smear her fingers into the mush, and spread it over Littlefoot's wounds. Each time she did it, Littlefoot cried out and squirmed slightly as the wounds smoked crimson smoke. The crowd flinched each time the longneck cried out, and they were looking worried, some wondering how could the longneck allow them to do it. His grandparents were still worried, as well as his friends, all of them flinching each time they saw the obvious sighs of pain from the longneck.

It took a while, and a few tears streamed Littlefoot's cheeks when it was done. But, as soon as it was all smeared, and the wounds stopped smoking, Littlefoot finally sighed in relief, and he was able to relax as a pleasant sensation spread from them. The longneck let out a huge sigh as he left that feeling spread.

Nettle smiled once she finished "All done, this will make the wounds close faster, and will prevent them from infecting again." She said, putting the rocks aside, and now, she used some vines to tie leafs over Littlefoot's wounds, making bandages for it, to keep them covered "Now, you just avoid much effort and going into battle for a day or two." She said, and petted his head.

Littlefoot smiled "Thanks, Nettle." He said, and soon his friends were around him. "Littlefoot! You okay again!" said Petrie, landing on his snout and hugging it.

"We got very worried about you!" said Ruby, as she walked closer, and so did Chomper, and the rest of his friends, all of them smiling for seeing him okay. Only Cera remained serious as she approached and looked at him, as if she was worried that the wounds were going to get worse again.

"Good to see you are okay, little buddy." Said Uri, gently bumping Littlefoot's side with his horn, "Next timre you want to get hurt like that you should pick up a fight with me." He joked, and Littlefoot chuckled at him.

"Littlefoot, are you sure you are okay?" asked Grandma, inching her grandson, and Littlefoot looked up at her, and he said "Yeah, I'm much better now. Is okay, is nothing serious."

Littlefoot's intention was to make them relax, but it seemed to have the opposite effect. The way he had talked it, with that naturally, made it seems like he had already passed by it before.

"Nothing serious?" asked Cera, as she came closer to him "You were bleeding!" she practically shouted at him "And that… that thing shoved its claw on your leg! It could have killed you! Don't tell me it was nothing serious!"

Littlefoot flinched slightly, and it was Swift who stepped forward, with his arms crossed over his chest "Oh, quit whining." He said, standing next to Littlefoot "I can assure you this longneck has already passed by worse in the last times."

"Swift!" Littlefoot said, but the damage seemed to already have been done. The others all shared worried looks, and Grandma seemed to become very worried suddenly, as well as her husband.

"What? It is truth." Said Swift, as it was no big deal "Or you have forgot that time when you-"

"Swift!" Littlefoot said, and Terry said "Swfit, I think this is a talk to some other time."

Swift looked at him, and he shrugged "If you say so." And he simply walked back, standing again in the background, still with his arms crossed. But Littlefoot's family and friends were already looking at him, looking more worried than before.

"Oh, relax." Uri said, trying to calm everyone down "This longneck already proved he is strong, and he can take care of danger by himself. I bet you saw it when he kicked these Hollows' tails back to where they came from." He finished with a smile, slightly bumping the longneck again with his horn.

Grandma and Grandpa shared a look, and Grandpa approached, and he said "Littlefoot, are you saying that, what you did today, was something normal since you vanished?"

Littlefoot took a moment to answer, and he said "Well… yes and no." the others looked at him, and he continued "I already faced a few Hollows before, but, well, it was the first time I fought any of them alone." He admitted, and Terry said "And he did it quite well."

"Quite well!?" said Cera, approaching again, and glaring daggers at the sharptooth "He almost got himself killed!" her tone made Littlefoot flinch, and he knew that, even though they were not saying that aloud, his other friends and his family most like thought the same way.

"This is the threehorn girl you talked about?" asked Swift, coming closer "Man, she does anything else besides whining and complaining?"

Cera glared daggers at the sharptooth "And you stay out of this!"

"Or what?" he asked, walking closer "What you will do if I don't?" he kept walking closer, lowering his head to be in her eye level. Cera flinched a bit when she saw the cold look in his eyes, but she quickly recovered, sand she said "And you, stay out of this, rockhead!"

"Cera!" Littlefoot said, and Swift's eyes narrowed at her.

"I, a rockhead?" he said, coming even closer to Cera, and he said "Well, I'll just say that it takes one to recognize the other."

"Do you want to fight?" asked Cera

"I didn't planned do it today. But if you want…" he said, baring his teeth slightly, and growling at Cera. Littlefoot quickly was able to put himself between them "Guys, stop that!" he said, doing his best to break them apart. The last thing he needed now was that they started a fight.

"You stay away of my daughter!" Threatened Mr. Threehorn as he looked at Swift. The sharptooth raised his eyes at him, and he said "So, you will fight me in her place? Its fine by me." He said, raising one of his claws, and one of them started letting out a slightly shine.

"Enough!" Terry practically roared, making everyone flinch and look at him. "We don't came here to start a fight with anyone of the residents of this valley!" he said, looking at Swift "We came here exactly with the opposite purpose. We came here to protect them."

Swift only kept looking at him, as he continued, after taking a deep breath "Swift, we must avoid having this kind of situation. This is for all of us." He said, looking at the sailback.

"Then why are you looking only at me?" he asked, with a defiant tone, as he kept his claw raised. Terry looked back at him, and he said "Because, in this moment, you seems to be the most inclined to do it."

They both kept the staring contest for a few moments, before Swift finally sighed, and he lowered his claws, the shine disappearing from them, and he crossed his arms over his chest again. And he simply stood there, looking grumpy, and Littlefoot could digh in relief as a situation had just been avoided.

"So, as I was saying" continued Terry, looking back at the residents of the Great Valley "We are to help, and we don't want to cause you any kind of problem."

"Then why you kidnaped Littlefoot!?" demanded Cera, and the crowd mumbled into agreement.

"We already explained that." Said Terry "Littlefoot found out one Stone fo Cold Fire, and he got his Amulet, and then, he had to come to our Valley."

"And you forbade him from coming back?" she asked, and the crowd mumbled in agreement. Terry looked at Littlefoot, and the longneck looked back at him. Terry let out a long sigh.

"The original plan was to bring Littlefoot to our Valley, only to see what his talents were, and we would bring him back before you all woke up in the morning." He sid, and the dinosaurs listened to him.

"But you didn't do it." Said Cera, and Terry looked at her, before continuing.

Terry looked at her for a few moments, and then his look went to the ground, he seemed to be very slightly embarrassed. And so was Littlefoot, as the longneck also looked at the ground. After a while, Terry finally started talking again.

"A group of our Order took Littlefoot to our Valley." He said "Once there, we needed to make some tests, to see what kind of abilities Littlefoot had." He continued, looking at the young longneck "Once there, we saw that Littlefoot's specific magic, was the light."

His head turned at the residents, and he continued "You see, there are different kinds of magic, and the Light Magic is one of the rarest kinds." He said "Not only it has great power and can be used for a variety of purposes, as well as it is extremely powerful against the forces of darkness. What includes the Hollow."

The others listened carefully to what he was saying, and the big sharptooth continued his explanation "When we saw that Littlefoot not only had such a rare form of magic, but also that he had great potential to it, we had to start training him right away." He looked slightly at Littlefoot "Recently the Hollow had been too much active, and they have been acting in several places. So, in such a situation, we needed the best warriors we could find. So, we needed Littlefoot, and his powers."

There was a few mumblings, as the crowd absorbed this information, and especially from Littlefoot's friends, who shared looks. Cera was still glaring at the big sharptooth, but it was Grandpa Longneck who stepped forward.

"So, you decided to take my grandson, and train him for being your warrior?" he asked. There was no anger on his tone, just that worried inquisition of someone who is worried about the family. Terry looked at him for a while, and he said "We gave Littlefoot the choice of staying in our Valley and training, or going back at home." He explained.

Littlefoot then stepped forward. "I had to do it." He said, and the others all looked at him. The small longneck sighed, and he said "They explained to me that my abilities could be important, and that the Hollows would threaten the whole world if we let them."

The crowd was focused on Littlefoot "They also explained me that, if the Hollows were used by anyone, the reasons would surely not be the best." He looked at them, looking guilt "I'm sorry I had to be away like that, and leave you all worried. But, after all they told me, I thought, what would happen if the Hollows some how were controlled by someone who wanted to hurt my friends or family?"

The crowd looked at him, and he said. "What if it was someone who would hurt other innocent dinosaurs? What if this someone would put all that I loved in danger?" he finally raised his head "So, I decided that I needed to learn to fight them. To protect the ones who are important to me."

The crowd looked at him, and he looked at the ground again "I'm sorry." He said, unable to look up "I'm sorry for leaving you all worried about me, and for not telling where I was going and leaving for so long." He said, and a single tear escaped his eye "I'm really sorry for this."

There was a moment of silence, and then, Grandma lowered her head, and nuzzled her grandson "It is okay." She said, soothing him, and making him look at her "The important is that you are back now." She said as she kept nuzzling her. And soon, her husband also joined in.

Littlefoot was left speechless for a moment, and then, he nuzzled them back.

"Ohhhh, that is so cute!" said Nettle, who was watching the whole time. Uri, who was by her side, only smiled, and Swift, was still with his arms crossed, and he said nothing, nor showed any smile. Terry smiled softly at that beautiful scene. This brought him a lot of memories.

"You have the right to want your grandson near you." Terry said, walking closer "I have a granddaughter myself, and I know how I would feel if someone took her away for me for so long."

Grandpa looked at him, and nodded, and Mr. Threehorn than said "So, what these 'Hollows' are doing here now?"

The crowd mumbled in agreement at the threehorn "What they want here? Do you have something to do with it?"

Swift growled, baring his teeth at the threehorn, for a moment it even seemed that he was going to advance, but Uri got on his way, holding him back. Terry looked a the threehorn, and he said "Recently we have discovered that the Hollows were being sent by someone to attack your Valley. We followed the track, and we were able to come here before they did."

The crowd mumbled once again.

Attacking the Great Valley!?

It meant that more of them would come? They were going to be in bigger numbers?

"But, why they attacking Great Valley?" asked Petrie, holding on into Littlefoot's neck as his poor life depended on it. Littlefoot looked up at Terry, and the sharptooth, in turn, looked back at the longneck, after a moment, he said "We don't know yet."

His tone was natural, and his expression was unreadable, but Mr. Threehorn had noticed the way he and Littlefoot shared a look, and he saw that now the longneck was looking slightly worried and also guilty, as if he knew something.

"What we know, is that more of them will come." He said, his words confirming the worst fears of the rest of the residents "And that is why we are here." He finished "To protect this Valley and everyone who lives in here."

"You can bet on it!" said Uri, stepping forward "I'd like to see these freaks try to put the foot in here to see what will happen to them!"

The crowd seemed to approve this, as some of them mumbled positively. Mr. Threehorn, however, was still no fully convinced, and still, he gave glares to Terry and to Littlefoot as the others were talking to them.

"So, Littlefoot magic now?" asked Petrie, flying closer top Littlefoot's head and landing on top of it.

"Yeah, kind of." Was the longneck's answer, as he smiled at his small flyer friend.

"This is so great! It is! It is!" said Ducky, and Spike mumbled an agreement as he nodded his head.

"You can make other things like what you did into there?" asked Chomper, looking very hyperactive.

"Well, I can do some other things, but I'm still training to learn how to do them right." Was Littlefoot's answer "I need to dedicate to learn to use magic."

"Magic seems like a great thing to do." Said Ruby, walking closer "And if you want to do a great thing right, it makes sense that you have to practice to do the great thing, so you can do this great thing."

"Yeah, that's pretty much it." Littlefoot said as his friends kept circling him, and asking a lot more of questions. Cera, whoever, kept certain distance, and she looked at Littlefoot, and back at the other members of the Order, and at her own father, whom seemed to be very much suspicious. He had that very famous mistrusting expression on his face, and Cera too thought that he was right for having it. She also had took this story with a grain of salt, and the way Terry looked at Littlefoot before saying that...

There was something in the whole story that was not well explained.

"So, I guess we can discuss the details about it, right?" said Terry, talking straight to Grandpa Longneck "We need to decide how to make the patrols, and also, we need to find a way to enforcer the defenses." He said "And also, we need to put some vigilance in the entrance of the Valley, in case they appear."

The elderly longneck looked at him, and he nodded "Yes, this indeed seems like a good idea."

Terry nodded, and soon, he was walking along with the elderly longneck "And the rest of you." He said before going, talking to both the three dinosaurs, and to Littlefoot "You must rest for now, but don't drop your guard."

"Yeah, sure, we remember rule 26#" said Uri "Don't worry, we are going to be extra careful, as if there was someone ready to jump at us at any second." He said, and got into fight position, as if ready to fight an invisible enemy.

Terry chuckled at him "Just don't overdo it." He said, and walked away, and the rest of the adults followed, leaving the kids behind.

"Cera." Mr. Threehorn said, making his daughter, who was about to go in direction to her friends, look at him "I want you to go to our nest, stay with Tria and Tricia."

"But, daddy…"

"Just do it." He said in a tone that left no space for arguing, and he shoot one last glare at the returned longneck and his three new friends, before he turned around, and started walking away. Cera looked at her friends, and after a while, she sighed, and she turned to walk back to her sleeping area.

The others were busy laughing together, but Littlefoot was able to notice that Cera had turned around to leave.

"Cera!" he called her. She stopped for a moment, and Littlefoot expected her to turn her head to look at him. Instead, she only lowered it, and started running away, as if to get as far of him as possible.

"Cera?" Littlefoot said in a low voice as he saw her walking away like that. It pained his insides as he saw she going away like that. The others also noticed it, and only watched as Cera was going.

"Where is she going?" asked Chomper, looking as she was going away.

"Maybe she has important thing to do." Said Petrie, and the other dinosaurs came near, and Uri, the threehorn, said "Oh, is she going away? Oh, to bad, I would like to know her."

"Me too." Said Nettle.

Swift, on the other claw, just walked near them, with his arms still crossed over hie chest, and with a grumpy expression "I'm happy she is going." He said "And also her father. I barely even know them and I already don't like."

"You don't like anyone." Said Uri, and Swift said "Yeah, that is truth. But I dislike them more than the others."

"Littlefoot." Petrie whispers in the longneck's ear "Why sailback is so mean?"

"I can hear you." Said Swift, and Littlefoot said "Don't worry, Petrie." He said "Swift don't trust others when he mets them the first time, but he gets more friendly after a while."

"Not with everyone." Said Swift, still looking grumpily, and Littlefoot continued "So, what about we play now, since we can relax a little?" he suggested, and this idea was immediately accepted by all the others.

"Yay!" said Nettle, "What do we play?" she said. Some would think that an adult like her wanting to play was a bit strange, but the ones in there didn't seemed to mind much. Save for Swift, who rolled his eyes slightly.

"So lets go!" said Chomper, leading the way, and the others quickly followed him, including Nettle. Littlefoot, Swift and Uri, however, stayed behind.

"Littlefoot, you not coming?" asked Petrie, and Littlefoot said "In one moment, go ahead, I'll follow."

"Just do not disappear again." The flyer said, half-serious, half-kidding, and he flew after his friends. Littlefoot watched them walk away, and after a few moments, his features saddened, and he looked at the ground.

Uri noticed this "What is wrong, little guy?" he asked, looking at Littlefoot. The longneck did not answered, and only kept looking at the ground, with his expression a mix of sadness and guilt. "Still feeling bad for leaving eh Great Valley?" he asked, and he faced Littlefoot's silence as a "yes".

"Oh, come one, you don't need to feel guilty about it." He talked to the longneck, to try cheering him up "You said it yourself that you did it for the best. That you wanted to protect them, and they all understood it."

Littlefoot stayed silence for a few moments after these words, before saying "I know." He was still looking to the ground as he said that "But, it is not only that."

"So what?" asked Uri, and Littlefoot finally looked up, and he said "I wish I could tell you the truth." He said "The whole truth."

Uri immediately understood, and also did Swift, who looked at Littlefoot as he said "You know that we can't. Not yet."

"But I don't like hiding things from Grandpa and Grandma and from my friends!"

Swift sighed, and he said "We already decided it back in our Valley. They don't need to know the whole truth yet. They will know it. But not now." He finished, with a neutral expression.

Littlefoot looked at him, and then, he looked at the ground. He didn't liked not one bit of having to hide things from the ones who are important to him. It almost felt like he was truly lying at them, and he did not liked doing that.

Uir looked at him, and he sighed, and said "Look, we don't know how exactly they would take the news." Littlefoot looked at him, as he continued "So, we better jusyt tell them now what they need to know, and once they have calmed down enough, we will tell them the whole story."

Littlefoot looked at him, and the threehorn bumped him lightly with his horn "Just relax, I'm sure that your friends at least will understand."

Littlefoot was still having doubts, but Uri said "Look, just don't worry about it now, okay. Just enjoy a good time with your friends there!" he said, and bumped Littlefoot, indicating him to go.

"Okay." Littlefoot said, he even tried to smile a little, and he soon was walking off, in direction to his friends. Uri sighed as he smiled as he watched his small longneck friend go by, and Swift stood by his side. After a few moments, Swift said "I'm know that they might even understand why we hid it form them. But I doubt that they will not get angry for hiding it."

"Why are you so sour?" asked Uri, and Swift simply sighed as he ignored him. Eventually, Uri dropped the matter, and he asked one other thing that was bothering him.

"What if Littlefoot is right?" he said, making Swift look at them "What if we should really tell them the truth already?"

"And they will react with panic and make our mission even harder." Said Swift "I know how dinosaurs react in moments like that. They panic, do stupid things in order top protect themselves. They don't think straight." He finished "We need to keep things quiet for now, at least until they trust is enough for we to tell them the whole truth.

Uri looked at him for a few moments, and he knew that he was right. And then, he asked another question "And the Chomper boy?"

Swift remained silent at him "It must be truly him."

"You sure?" asked Uri, eyeing him "Because, there were already other cases that seemed to be but in the end weren't."

"It is him." Said Swift, his face deadly serious "What has happened just confirmed it." He finished, and Uri looked at him for a few moments, and looked back. They both looked at the distance, to the place the kids all had went. And then, Uri asked one last question:

"Hungry?"
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Land Before Time: The Order of Leaf and Claw - Ch 3 - Explanations
Land Before Time: The Order of Leaf and Claw - Ch 5 - Watching Eyes
Other members of the Order just arrived into the Great Valley, and they seem to already be making themselves quite at home, being received with a mix of wonder and mistrust...

Keywords
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