Petrie flew a couple of sharp zigzags in and out of the branches, shaking leaves loose and making hyperactive "Blrlrgrhrh!!!" noises. He flew back down and alighted on top of the decent-sized pile he'd made for Spike, then noticed a bleary-eyed Longneck coming towards them "Hiya, Flathead," he greeted Littlefoot, flying over and sitting on top of his head. He peered down to look Littlefoot in the eyes, tilting his head curiously. "Flathead no look so good. Rough night?"
Nod kept meandering slowly along, his head hung low to keep track of where he was stepping. Hearing footsteps, he looked up to see a Hypsilophodon about his size coming towards him. Nod's social anxiety immediately started to kick in, and he started edging backwards. Just then though the other young dinosaur tripped over one of the Threehorn prints, letting out a sharp yell and landing face-first in the mud. Nod blinked, then let out a snicker at the other's misfortune in spite of himself.