Nahla said nothing as she lead Zimba back,soon reaching her mother,she nodded at her mother and walked a few feet to eat some berries on nearby bush still not saying a word. Not to her mother,not to Grandpa and not to Zimba. In her thoughts,she was worried thinking she ruined her friendship with Zimba and he wouldn't want to be her best friend anymore..or her friend at all.
Littlefoot stopped when he heard something behind him,he turned his head,tears falling down his face to greet Grandma briefly before starting to walk again,he really wasn't interested in being told how he was like his idiotic father right now,though at times when Grandma said it it WAS funny...right now though...he wanted nothing to do with it.