Dark clouds blocked out the bright circle’s light, casting a moody shadow over the marsh as a casendo of sky water crashed onto it’s residence.

It was as if the world itself was grieving with her.

A sharptooth, blue as a calm lake, lay curled around her nest, tired violet eyes stung with tears as she stared at where her children would’ve been. The eggs have long since gone cold, shells shattered from the elements as if they had been too weak to withstand life since the start.

You are unworthy to produce an heir to me, Serene… Begone from my territory!

A weary drawn out sigh left her lips.
 
She’s done.

She doesn't want to try again,

That’s it, no more.

Just like that she lost the hope of ever continuing her lineage.

She nudged one of her eggs with her snout, it fell over and crumbled, nothing inside. She sighed again listless.

Why couldn’t one of them have survived?

One is all I asked for.

Just one.

The rain lightened, and the clouds started to part, as if the ancestors themselves heard her prayer. She looked up to the sky as a beam of light streamed down into the trees. In a haze, Serene stood and approached the light, feeling as if she was in a sleep story.

She made her way through the trees, pushing a branch out of the way with her claws, she found herself in a clearing.

The light illuminated an abandoned nest, a couple of eggs laid smashed and ruined much like hers. She moved them away, freezing when she saw it. A healthy unmarked egg almost glittered as the light reflected across its surface. She pressed her snout against it.

Warm.

Alive.

She let out a gentle rumble.

A moment later, she got a response, from the confines of the egg a muffled squeak answered her.

A giddy joy filled her heart, her lips stretching into a wide smile, her thoughts were of thanking the ancestors for giving her a child.

Gently, she scooped up the egg in her maw, the egg laying safely behind rows of sharp teeth and against her tongue, she then made her way back to her nest in the marsh.


…


Serene did not know what the egg contained. It could be anything, a sharptooth, a longsnout, fast biter...it could even be something other than a sharptooth, it could be a leaf eater as well.

She grimaced, wondering if she would be able to take care of whatever it was.

Fortunately, she wouldn't have to wait very long to find out anyway, going by the chirps the egg gave her it was really close to hatching, perhaps in a few days time?

The sound of mud being sloshed through broke her out of her thoughts, then she saw an Eggstealer with its dirty hands on her egg. With a flash of fury, she snapped at them.

The Eggstealer was not fast enough to avoid her, its struggles dying immediately under the crushing weight of her jaw.

The egg flew out of their hands, landing and tumbling down the ribs of a swimmer skeleton and out of sight.

Serene tossed the Eggstealer’s lifeless body to the ground, getting to her feet to follow where her egg had gone.

She came up to a small river, just in time to see her egg tumble off a waterfall and land onto a dirt bank. The egg now sported many horrible looking cracks, she feared the worst.

Then the top broke off, and not a moment later another piece chipped off as a small brown tail peeked through the top.

Serene let out a big sigh, it was only hatching, any fear she felt now turned into anxiety as she waited to see what dinosaur it was.

What is it?

What is in my egg?

What is it?

A leg popped out breaking one side of the shell, then the other leg came out breaking the other side as well. Then the rest of the egg fell away, revealing a dinosaur who did a small tumble and landed on his haunches.

He was brown and so little compared to Serene, his body was egg shaped with four strong legs to support his weight, he had a long neck and tail.

A longneck.

Serene hummed with interest, chuckling as the longneck hatching fell back as he just noticed the sharptooth towering over him. He moved and covered his eyes with his little forelegs. She dragged her tongue across his back, trying to clean the leftover hatching fluid from him.

He got up and moved back to try and get away, but she took another long lick on his back, and then he decided he really enjoyed this attention, a big smile coming to his face.

She licked him a few more times, finishing off the last of the fluid and knocking him over, not that he minded. He gave her a lick back when her snout came close enough.

She nuzzled him and he grabbed onto her snout to nuzzle her back.

From this angle so close up to her adopted son she saw something that made her grimace. A broken jagged tooth jutted out from his lip, it almost looked like a little fang even.

“A littletooth?” She murmured, feeling sorry for the little guy. How did that even happen to him?

Her son chirped at her.

Serene stared at him, in confusement before she realized. “Is that your name little one?” Truth be told she had not thought of any names for a longneck.

Her son only squeaked and snuggled her snout in response.

“Littletooth it is then.”

She gently lifted him onto her back, letting him slide into the scruff on her neck.

“Now, you be careful, my Littletooth,” Serene said.

Littletooth only gave a long yawn in response, looking up at his mother’s face before yawning again. He snuggled into her scruff, curling into a little ball as he fell into a gentle slumber.

Serene sighed, getting to her feet and going back to her nest. After sitting down she spotted the Eggstealer carcass she dropped unceremoniously to the ground earlier, she scooped it up into her maw and began slowly munching on it, quickly becoming lost in her thoughts.

How was she going to take care of a longneck?

She had babysat others in her childhood pack before, but they were sharpteeth who ate meat, not like a leaf eater at all.

What could she do?

She shook her head.

No.

She could make this work.

She looked back at her son still gently snoozing in her scuff, beautiful sweet Littletooth.

She would make this work.

A/N: Hoi it's been some time since my last fic, and it's sigh... rewriting LBT 1 again.

But... things are quite different here.

One night I had the thought, what if Littlefoot's Mom was a sharptooth? And what if she adopted him? How different would he grow to be? I've kinda fallen in love with this AU Littlefoot, he's a bit different in many ways as you'll see in future updates.

How did he get those scars? Well, you'll just have to wait and see... 

Oh, and by the way I drew that and the BG is a pic from Pixabay.

Death was the end of everything. The fact you would have to leave one day or move on to a better or worse place was a fact that all must face.

Then why are you still here?

Were you destined to spend your afterlife being ignored by the living and watching your love ones grieve your death?

You wandered and wandered listlessly, almost being droved mad over your lack of input on the world and the loneliness you felt inside. Somehow, or perhaps you were already there, you ended up in the great valley. A place where many kinds of leaf-eaters lived in harmony.

A place with many people you couldn't talk to. Great...

At this point you've given up on everything. What was the point? Though it seems just as you gave up someone noticed you.

Someone noticed you.

A blue longneck had stared in your direction for some time, you've seen her before as she seemed to be watching over the valley itself, but when you think about it you can not recall ever seeing her talk to anyone. Did...did she have the same problem as you? Her long neck craned over to you, and when she was close enough you could see in detail the magnificent flower crown upon her head. Her violet eyes stared at you curiously only to soften to a comforting gaze.

"Are you lost?"