"Here" Kit offered, hoping up on Littlefoot's back herself, "I'll sit back here so if you fall I can catch you and maybe help out".
"Are you kidding?" Cory said, "you'd tumble off with him, here atleast have one other person...". Cory climbed up too.
"Uh guys...maybe we should just..." Littlefoot began, then the roar and huge slam of Sharptooth breaking from the gate preceded his escape.
"Oh no! Not him, he s'pose to be dead!" Petrie said, boht panicking and shooting over to grip Littlefoot's neck while he also threw out his pondering on the issue of this sharptooth being back.
"Run!" Littlefoot tore across the open landscape.
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From where she'd been smuggly marching back over to brag to Spike all about how she saved him from the weird two legger, Cera heard Littlefoot's cry. "Hey!" she cried, "you guys didn't tell me you were here too! Wait up!". She charged after the group, "Come on Spike...".
The spiketail lumbered after.
After breaking free, the large sharptooth shook his head which he'd rammed the door with and took stock of all these smells and prey about. There was a huge, odd, yet food smelling four legger of some sort off to one side with strange two leggers about it, and off on the other side...
Not only were they hatchlings, but Sharptooth recognized at least a few of them as the nasty buggers that had had the audacity to drop a rock on his head! He didn't recall what happened after that, but he was determined to even the score now!
With a roar, he charged after the hatchlings. Cera noticed this right as she reached the other side of the clearing directly in the path of the charging sharptooth now as well.
Her eyes went wide, "Woah!". She rushed over towards the others, "figures!" she said as she ran along, "I find you guys again right as some huge sharptooth's trying to eat me!".
"You say that like it's our fault!" Cory shot back at her.
"Uh guys, now might not be the time to discuss this" Kit said, chancing a glance back at the sharptooth.