Hello Laura! Welcome to the forum!

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I'm so thrilled!  On May 22, I will be leaving for London to go on a two-week packpacking trip with other peers through much of Europe.  Here are the countries, cities and excursions we'll be experiencing:

Lucky...that's sooner than I'm going to Ireland

England-London-Shop and explore the city, White Cliffs of Dover

I am going to England also, since my way to Ireland is not a one way trip

France-Burgundy, Dijon's Vineyards, then Paris-Eiffel Tower, Arc de

I'm biologically french and France was actually going to be the place I wanted to go, but Ireland seemed to call me much stronger.

Then I return home :.  This is my first time going overseas without any family members, so I'm a little anxious but far more thrilled.

That's sounds exciting! Without your family members, that's definitely something to be proud of!
:^.^:

Heh, I have the Mac OS X, and I love it to bits! :          :^.^:  :

First off it's fanfiction.net.
 

XD   Yeah, no kidding

Legend 5:
Hidden Fear

“Man, did it pour last night!”

Cera shook the mud off her feet, as she got ready to walk across the quick sand.

Angel snickered evilly and slightly nervously.

Petrie fastened a leaf around Cera’s head, blocking her eyes. He directed her to where she would be walking.

Little Foot declared, “Cera, maybe you shouldn’t do this. I mean c’mon, the rocks are very slippery from last night.”

Cera rolled her eyes and stuck up her horn in the air. “Stop being so bossy! I can do this!”

Little Foot and Angel roll their eyes. Ducky covers her eyes.

“I can’t look!”

Petrie rolls his eyes. Spike stares at Cera in awe, Little Foot sighs feeling embarrassed for his proud friend, and Ducky shivers with horror.

“I don’t like what Cera is doing, I don’t, I don’t!”

Angel chuckles in satisfaction.

“This is going to be good!”

Petrie stares at Angel coldly. Why don’t you cross the quick sand then?

Cera approaches the sinking sand ditch. She stated cocky-like.

“I’ll show you all that I can do it!”

Ducky covers her eyes, Angel covers her ears, and Spike covers his mouth. They present a see no evil, speak no evil, and hear no-evil signs.

Cera closes her eyes, takes one-step forward, sticks her nose in the air, and walks on the stepping-stones. She walks one-step stone to another carefully, but not realizing a frog that was on one stone; she trips over the frog with a scream and falls right in.

Everyone except Angel shouted, “Cera!”

Petrie whispers to himself.

“I’m doing this for my good friend. So please, bless my soul.”

Petrie makes a cross sign from his head to his shoulders. Then he dives in to save Cera.

 Angel runs to try to stop him.

 “No!”

Angel skids to a reluctant halt.

“Are you mad?”

Angel gasps, surprised that she even was worried about Petrie. Ducky, Little Foot, and Spike seemed to be surprised as such.

Petrie grabs at Cera’s horn, but due to Cera wiggling about, he couldn’t hang on.

“Cera! Calm do-awn!”

Petrie fell in the sands.

Little Foot, Angel, Spike, and Ducky all screamed, “Petrie!”

Angel looks around her surroundings; she finds an extremely long vine attached to a willow tree. She flies high up to the top, cuts the vine with her sharp pointy teeth, and drags it down to the quick sand.

She commanded to Ducky, “Ducky, help me tie a hoop with this vine. We may be able to pull Cera and Petrie out.”

Little Foot was realizing Angel was not being her “so-called self.” He narrowed his eyes and said, “Wait a minute; I thought you didn’t like us? Why are you helping?”

Angel was annoyed by Little Foot’s question. She knew there wasn’t enough time to explain.

“Do you want to save your friends or not?”

Little Foot finally saw that Angel was serious.

“Okay, Ducky you do whatever Angel tells you to do.”

Little Foot narrowed his eyes at Angel once he said,

“For now.”

Angel rolled her eyes.

If Black Death was here right now, you would be the first one out of all of us to be killed and have your teeth used as trophies for the necklaces of the Blood Clan warriors.

Angel was always annoyed by long necks; they had a reputation of being “know it alls.”

As Ducky tied the vine in a form of a rope, time seemed to go by too fast for them. Cera and Petrie were drowning fast and they had a limited time to save them.

“Guys, you try to pull them out, I’m going to get help.”

Angel expected to get a lecture from the adolescent dinosaurs, but all they did was nod quickly. Angel took off from the ground leaving the group of young dinosaurs behind. She could only hope that they would save their friends in time.

Angel flew to the waterfall where her flock was. She saw her Aunt Reggie practicing for tonight’s ceremonial dance with some other female flyers and Zona. She saw Kaskae talking to Riku and some of the warrior flyers, probably about the war. That was the talk of the whole valley right now.

Angel panted as she called for her grandfather.

“Kaskae, Riku, guys!”

The warriors turned to her direction.

Riku demanded anxiously, “What is it Angel? What’s wrong?”

One of the warriors, Dust Shoulder flexed his claws.

“Did you see any signs of Black Death’s flock?”

Maya added, “Is someone in trouble?”
 
Angel tried to answer all of their questions.

“No it’s not Black Death, yes someone is in trouble. The great valley kids are drowning in the quick sand. We have to help them!”

Riku rolls his eyes at Angel.

“Oh is that what you came flying here for?”

Angel crossed her arms and stared up at Riku with hard-core, cerulean eyes, “Well we have to do something; two of the kids are going to die if we don’t help them!”

Kaskae concluded, “Yes, we will help.”

Kaskae turns to Maya.

“Maya, you will go with Angel to help get them out.”

He turns to the other two warrior flyers.

“Riku, Dust Shoulder, go and get the adults! I shall go with you.”

Without any hesitation, Maya followed Angel to the quick sands. Riku, Dust Shoulder, and Kaskae flew to tell the parents that their children were in danger.

Once Angel and Maya got closer to the quick sands, Angel could see in horror that not only Petrie and Cera were drowning, but Ducky and Little Foot were too. Spike seemed to be the only one unharmed.

“Oh naga, more of them are drowning!”

Maya and Angel landed on the ground. The kids were screaming. Spike jumped up and down.

“Angel help!”

Angel places her hand under his chin rather gently.

“Don’t worry Spike; help is going to be on its way.”

Maya grabbed a whole of the vine. She grabbed it with her talons and flew above the sand. She was able to throw it and put it around Little Foot’s neck. She dragged him out. Little Foot spat out the sand.

“Pleah!”

Little Foot coughs and looks up at Maya.

“Thanks.”

Angel flew over the sand and spotted Ducky’s sinking hand. She grabbed Ducky and pulled her next to Spike. Spike licked his sister. Ducky coughed.

“Yes, it’s not the end for me!”

Angel chuckled a little.

Then she grabbed for the vine and with the help of Maya, they were both able to strap the vine around Cera’s neck and pulled her out, despite all of Cera’s stubborn struggling.
Kaskae, some of his warriors, and the kid’s parents finally came to the sinking sands. Little Foot’s grandparents immediately nuzzled Little Foot once they saw him.

Grandma spoke in a frail worried voice as he wrapped her tail around her pre teen grandson.

“Are you alright my little one?”

Little Foot turns red in embarrassment as he said,  

“Grandma, stop, this is too close for comfort!”

Ducky’s mother hugged Spike and Ducky. Cera’s dad and Tria licked the extra sand off their daughter, but Petrie was nowhere in sight.

“Where’s Petrie?” Rebecca suddenly.

Angel looks straight into pool of quick sand. She whispers.  

“Oh naga!”

Angel felt so guilty. If she did not agree to the stupid plan, Petrie would be up here in the surface. Now he was in the dark thick sands. Angel suddenly did something she thought she would never do.

“I might be crazy doing this,” Angel whispers, “but a flyer has do, what a flyer has to do.”

She dived in the quick sands.

Once Riku saw that Angel was diving in, he immediately tried to stop her.

“Angel! No!”

It was too late; she was already in the sand. Riku just kept staring at the quick sand.

“Have you gone insane?” Riku shouted in hopes that his niece could hear him.

Rebecca stared at Riku with pitiless, cold, narrowed eyes as she declared, “She dived in there to save him!”

“Stupid girl.” Riku cursed Angel softly.

Everyone surrounded the sand, hoping a miracle would happen. Everyone grew tense and nervous. Not one of them, not even Kaskae knew what was happening underneath the sands. Kaskae, however, unlike some of the other dinosaurs, who were just plain scared. He kept his peace. Kaskae was worried for his “granddaughter”.  He looked up at the sky and whispered,

“Please, great spirits of the council protect Angel and Petrie. Give them the courage they need to survive and live this day!”

Angel ignored the thickness of the sand. She just kept going down and down. It was almost impossible to see in the sands, but her instincts kept telling her to do this. She looked around her, hoping to find a floating body somewhere. One thing she knew about the quick sand was that they seemed to make “formations”. She saw one “formation” of sand. It looked like a swirl, like the Air Clan mark. She then saw another formation; it was a flame. The two formations formed together and made a ball of sand.

Suddenly behind the ball, that was when she saw him: Petrie.

“Petrie!” Angel gasped in a bubbled like voice.

Angel dives down to Petrie’s body; with every ounce of her strength, she lifted his body up the surface. The moment she lifted him up, the only thing that was on her mind was him. She felt a sudden urge to befriend this flyer. She was not sure why, she did not even know why she wanted to save him. There was something about this flyer that attracted and appealed to her in some way. It probably was the looks because he was a handsome flyer for his age, but then there was an unexplained feeling, emotion, connection, something that Angel just couldn’t sum it up into one word. However, maybe that one word was: love.

She gasped as she went up the surface. Everyone gasped and cheered at the sudden miracle.

Riku and Kaskae pulled Angel and Petrie out of the mucky sands. Angel laid Petrie’s body gently on the soft earth. Rebecca rushed toward her son and wrapped her wing around him. She did some CPR, but that didn’t seem to work.

“He’s not breathing!” She shouted franticly, “He’s not breathing!”

Kaskae approached the worried mother and calmly directed her.

“Tip his head, what I am about to do might work.”

Immediately, Rebecca did as she was told. Angel stared at them with worried blue eyes. Ducky approached the flyers. She walked next to Angel and Angel put her hand on Ducky’s shoulder to comfort the little swimmer.

Kaskae moved his hand over Petrie’s body, not touching him. Kaskae never forgot to breathe. He inhaled in and out.

Rebecca watched Kaskae’s every move intently. She was not sure what he was doing, but it was either they let Petrie die, or they would help him live.

Kaskae stops doing reiki. Then he looks straight at Rebecca.

“Now you do what I just did.” He serenely structured. “Petrie might respond to your energy more then mine.”  

Again, Rebecca did what he was told. She moved her hand over Petrie’s body. Still, nothing seemed to happen. A small tear rolled from Rebecca’s eye.

Angel walked closer to Rebecca and Kaskae. She loomed over Petrie and held his hand. She whispered in his ear,

“I’m sorry that I was so mean to you and your friends. The truth was,” She gulped before continuing, “I was just afraid of you.”

A tear rolled off Angel’s cheek, it landed on Petrie’s eye.

Suddenly, Petrie blinked. He opened his eyes slowly and coughed. Everyone gasped.
Petrie looked up at Angel. He spoke in a soft weak voice.

“Angel?”

Angel gasped. She hugged him, which made Petrie sit up.

“You’re alright! You’re alive!”

Rebecca hugged Petrie as well. “Oh, Petrie, I was so worried!”

Petrie spoke in a soft voice again.

“Uh, okay, this is a lot of love, but it’s also really intruding my personal space!”

Rebecca and Angel let go of Petrie.

Angel chuckles,

“Okay Petrie, whatever you say.”

Ducky jumps up and down.

“Yay, Petrie’s alive! Petrie’s alive!”

Ducky runs over to Petrie and hugs him. She seemed to do a little dance as she was hugging him. Petrie was turning bright red, almost purple.

“You’re alive! You’re alive!”

Petrie struggles to get out of Ducky’s grip, but he decided to be a bit more polite.

“I’m glad you are alive too Ducky. Now would you please let go of me!”

Ducky lets go of Petrie, which in the result of letting him go, he falls.

She giggles. “Ops, sorry!”

Angel helps Petrie up. Cera, Little Foot and Spike run toward the group.

Cera stated gleefully. “I’m so glad you guys are okay!”
Little Foot spoke rather excitedly.

“Petrie, you should’ve seen Angel, she literally dived in the sinking sands to save you. She’s a real hero Petrie!”

Petrie turns his head to Angel. He narrowed his eyes and smiled mischievously as he said,

“Did she?”

Angel realized that she was holding Petrie’s hands. She gasped, quickly backed up, and turned red.

Petrie still had his eyes narrowed and arms crossed.

“So you do care about us.”

Angel sighed knowing that she had to tell the truth.

“Okay, fine. I would be grateful if I was your friend.”  

Cera, Ducky, and Spike widened their eyes, but Little Foot asked.

“Even if we are losers?”

Angel rolled her eyes as she stated.

“Please, it takes a loser to know one, so what do you think that makes me?”

Little Foot laughed.

Kaskae stood in the middle of the crowd. He threw his wings out to his sides and into the sky.

“May the spirits bless us today! We all have worked together in peace to save five young lives!”

Petrie looked at his surroundings, everyone cheered. Then he looked at Angel, who looked as if she did the most embarrassing thing ever. Petrie laid a hand on her arm.
Well I would be honored if you were my friend.”

This time Angel looked deep into Petrie’s eyes and said in reply.

“I would be honored to accept your request.”

Petrie seemed to laugh nervously. He was a little nervous about what he was feeling right now, but he could sense something was up with Angel.

Mr. Three Horn and Tria walked to their daughter. Kaskae knew what to expect from this youthful like Three Horn.

“Yes, we know that everyone is safe, but we don’t know who to blame!”

Angel rolls her eyes. She flew from the ground and landed near Cera and her jerky father so she could stand up to him.

“That shouldn’t matter Mr. Three Horn! All that matters now is that everyone is safe!”

Tria had a startled expression on her face as she stared at Angel.

Good job girl! You definitely stood up for yourself.

Mr. Three Horn ignores Angel and looks straight at his daughter.

Tria looks at her mate in frustration.

Mr. Three Horn said gruffly to his daughter, “Cera? Do you know who is guilty of getting you in trouble? How did you almost drown in the sinking sands?”

Cera is at first speechless. Her mouth and mind seemed to dry up. She couldn’t say anything to her father! She lowers her head for a few moments.

Mr. Three Horn replied, “I’m waiting.”

Cera then slowly lifted her head to face her father’s cold hazel eyes. She was going to open her mouth to tell the truth.

“Daddy, I’m sorry. It was,”

Angel bravely approached Mr. Three Horn and admitted herself, “It was my fault Mr. Three Horn.”

Cera stared at Angel in amazement.

Why are you lying for me?

Mr. Three Horn’s pupils widened in surprise, “You are the one to blame?”

Tria saw the look Cera gave Angel. Tria knew what was happening, but she didn’t say anything.

Angel tried hard to keep her voice steady as she spoke.  

“Yes sir. I,” Angel paused to gain more words and courage.

“I stupidly challenged Cera into walking across the sinking sands blind-folded. I was being stupid and snobby the other day. Cera accepted the challenge. I thought it would be,”

Angel gulps in fear of being run over by the Three Horn, “funny to see her trip, but I just only felt guilt. Then the rest of her friends tried to save her. I was the only one not drowning, so I called for help.”

Angel looks at Maya gratefully.

“And I’m grateful that I got it.”

Angel looks at Cera with a nervous smile. Cera looks at her gratefully.

Everyone else stared at Angel in astonishment, Riku whispered something to a near by warrior, the other warrior looked disgusted. Reggie made a questioning glance to Angel, while Kaskae smiled contently.

Mr. Three Horn grumbled under his breath, “Humph, that figures.”
 
Mr. Three Horn showed his usual stern face toward Angel as if he was a large sharp tooth preying on a helpless herbivore. “Well, normally, I would prohibit Cera from hanging out with you.”

Cera gasps. Tria tries to comfort her stepdaughter by nuzzling at Cera’s side.

Everyone seemed to hold their breaths for Mr. Three Horn’s response. Riku gave a snarling glare at Mr. Three Horn, but Reggie touched his arm and stared at his silver gaze with her stern silver eyes. Riku became less tense.

“But, because you helped out in the end, it will be okay for Cera to see you.”

Mr. Three Horn still did not loose the frown on his face. Angel gave him sly smile.

Cera exhaled in relief and let a smile appear on her face.

Mr. Three Horn turned to Cera and scowled something to her. Tria gave him the ëwhat in the world are you talking about’ facial expression.

Angel could not hear him, but she seemed to have a hint of what Mr. Three Horn was talking about.

Then Mr. Three Horn says to Cera for everyone to hear.

“Cera lets head back to the nest.”

Cera just smiled. She was indeed relived as she said,

“Okay daddy.”

Everyone walked away relived yet shocked. Some of the Air Clan members flew away. Rebecca walked toward Angel. In a soft voice she said,

“Thank you Angel, for saving Petrie.”

 Petrie added.

“So, I guess you’re going to be with us tomorrow?”

 “Sure thing, anything for my friends.”

Angel replied causally.

Petrie’s eyes widened.

“Did you just call us, “friends?”

Angel’s eyes softened.

“Of course I did. That’s because you guys are.”

“Well thanks.” Petrie replied with a sly smile.

Petrie then gives a silent goodbye with a wave of his auburn wing and follows his mother back to their cliff home. Angel looks up at the pair and thought she saw a light aura surrounding Petrie.  

Cera breaks the uneasy silence with a playful sneer. She narrows her eyes at Angel as she approaches her covertly.

“I saw that look in your eye.”

Angel jerks to set her eyes on Cera and tried to act puzzled.

“What are you talking about?”

Cera taunted even more while prodding Angel.

“You know who I’m talking about, Petrie.”

Angel shushed Cera.

“He’s not my boyfriend! I only knew him for two days. Besides, I can’t like him like that!”

Cera nudged Angel gently with her tail as she mocked.

“Okay, Angel, whatever you say, whatever you say. Still, if you do like Petrie in that way, I just want to say, he seems into you too.”

“Cera, hurry,”

Tria called over her shoulder.

“We have to get home!”

Angel made her face expressionless and whispered.

“Well, alright, if you really need to know, sure I like him, but I don’t know if I like him, like him. Besides, it’s more complicated than you think.”

Angel had her head lowered in despair and confusion.

Tria called Cera’s name again, and Cera whispered back, this time she was sincere.

“You can tell me more tomorrow all right?”

Cera and Angel say their fellow goodbyes to each other. Then Cera trots away, to catch up with Tria and her father.

The only ones around the quick sands were Angel, Kaskae, Reggie, Riku, and Maya. Riku was the first one to speak, naturally, in a harsh, scolding tone,

“Angel, where was your head back there? You could have died! And for what, a descendant of Blood Clan, I saw you staring at him. You know you cannot be with him Angel! You are the heir for Air Clan, the last remaining clan touchable to the council! You aren’t going to be living the rest of your life with some, some thug!”

Angel’s eyes blazed with blue fire and her face flustered of humiliation and disgust.

Angel yelled with mental flames spiraling out of her mouth.

“Is it that bad Riku? Maybe I don’t want to be in love with him, why can’t I just be friends with him? I don’t see any harm in that!”

Riku narrowed his eyes.

“Well, to tell you the truth,”

He turned to glare at Kaskae, who had saddened eyes staring back.

“I don’t know why we are even here, but just as long as I’m here,”

Riku stared down at Angel with hardcore, silvery rock eyes.

“You aren’t going to be near him or any of those stupid children. They’re too common for your liking!”

Angel screeched at her uncle’s face, “Well you’re too common for our whole clan! If you can’t accept that herd, then why should anyone else accept you?”

Riku took some steps back, and this time, Kaskae came into the conversation with a booming, yet unbreakable voice.

“That is enough! This is nonsense and misinterpretation. We will talk more about this later; in the meantime, we must get ready for the spirit ceremony tomorrow night.”

Reggie added as she stepped toward Angel.

“Besides,”

She spoke with a soft yet firm voice.

“Angel, the spirits have told Kaskae and Zona that you are ready for your warrior symbol ceremony. That is when you get your symbol and your spirit name.”

Riku stared at Reggie in bewilderment. So much in bewilderment, he couldn’t say a word.

“C’mon,”

Reggie turned to Maya and Zona.

“Let’s go, we have to practice until the ceremony arrives.”    

With a hard glare at Riku, Angel took off and followed Reggie to practice the ceremony.

Riku watched Angel fly away with a throbbing heart. Then he sighed as he lowered his head. Kaskae rested a wing gently on Riku’s shoulder, and Riku suddenly spoke in defeat.

“Kaskae, I don’t think I get her anymore. I thought I did, but,”

Riku stalled to find more words, but he remained silent. Kaskae then put his imput gently.

“Riku, Angel is a bright youth, very bright indeed, she would understand you if you talked to her a bit more. She’s afraid of you as you are of her.”

Riku stared at Kaskae coldly.

“I know that. A blind and deaf spike tail could see she’s afraid of me. I do not want her to be afraid of me; I just want her to know there are dangers out there. I just cannot stand the thought of her being, well, you know.”

Kaskae nods understandingly and then said before he took off.

“Remember my brother, no matter how much you guard her and protect her life, you must realize that Angel has to go through the experiences herself, just as you, me, and everyone else has. The world is not simple anymore. It is becoming more complicated. The war for life is coming closer than it was before, if you put your faith into the council, you will no longer be as afraid.”

Riku had his eyes look to one side in uncertainty, but Kaskae said more.

“Also, know that if Angel ever needs you, you can be there.”

With a placid nudge on Riku’s shoulder, Kaskae took off, leaving Riku with his own thoughts. Riku thought intently about Kaskae’s words.

After a moment of peace, he flew away to find some of the male Air Clan warriors.
 
He did not seem to notice a ghostly flyer watching him. It whispered for only believers to hear,

“An element by itself is powerful, but with another, it can overcome anything.”

Let me tell you a little something about Shipping, everyone.

It doesn't need to revolve around becoming mates.  It can even be such a simple thing as friendship. (Quite a few shippings on the net have come forth just because of this.) In fact, there's even one-sided shippings that are still represented in the fashion of ???&???.  After all, Shipping is about the love relationship between two individuals, and there's SO many levels of that.

So understand that the following that I like I do not pertain to mating:

Littlefoot&Ali
Littlefoot&Cera
Ducky&Petrie
Grandma Longneck&Grandpa Longneck
Topsy&Tria (Yes, I actually like that.)
Ruby&Chomper
Littlefoot&Ali&Ret

Pairings I hate:

Any that are of the same gender.

In all seriousness guys.  You're over-exaggerating with this.  Let's just stop and calm down before it goes too far and gets pushed to AM.

I honestly don't see how we would be "over-exaggerating" with these pairings, we are just talking and discussing  :

Legend 3:
Meeting Angel

Little Foot, Spike, and Ducky had to plug their ears as Petrie and Cera argued about what Mr. Three Horn and Riku said. Cera of course was on her dad’s side. Petrie wanted so badly to yell and screech in her face.

Stupid girl! Petrie thought as he argued with Cera.

“Your dad didn’t have to make a remark like that!”

Cera was about to knock Petrie over, but Petrie simply lifted off the ground as Cera charged stupidly.  

“No Cera, that’s not going to work anymore, it’s either you cop that attitude or you just beat it!”

Cera snorted.

Little Foot coughed, “Dumb blonde!”

Petrie gave Little Foot a high five, chuckling.

“Good one Little Foot!”

Ducky looked puzzled. She did not get the joke that much. Spike laughed a little, knowing what it meant.

Cera stared at Little Foot, ready to charge at him.

“What did you say, stick neck?”

Little Foot coughs again.

“Cera, over there, dumb blonde!”

Petrie coughed also.

“Dumb blonde, I see, over there, she’s weird!”

Ducky began to chuckle, she finally understood.

Cera was turning blood red. She about to charge at Little Foot and Petrie, until a voice from the tree above them shouted with a bloody bite on its tongue.

“Yeah, she’s a dumb blonde, but who are you?”
 
Everyone turns to the voice’s direction, a white flash rams into Petrie and a fight begins.

Everyone gasps and Ducky tries to stop the fight by waving her arms and shouting.

“Stop, let go of him!”

The white flyer and Petrie tumble in the dust. The white flyer gives him a scar on his eye. Petrie throws her off with great ease, and he just lies there, trying to regain his strength. The white flyer was about to strike again, but Little Foot gets in her way.

The white flyer flies to Little Foot’s face level.

“Move it stick neck! Your head is too fat for me to see.”

Little Foot made the pathetic lower lip face as he replied,

“Not after what you did to my friend!”

The young flyer chuckled.

“I should have known you losers would be all together. I could see your brand, “Loser” from a mile away!”

Cera looks up at the snobby-like flyer.

“Who are you calling a loser?”

The white flyer replies in a sarcastic tone.

“Oh no one, I just randomly wanted to say the word.”

She rolls her eyes and chuckles again.

“Of course I’m calling you that. That’s what you all are!”

Petrie puts his hand on his eye feeling the pain of the scar. He looked at his hand once he took it off his eye. He saw drops of blood.

Spike growls at the white flyer in hopes of scaring her. She just laughs.

She rests on a branch as she replied.

“You pip squeaks don’t scare me! Even uncle Riku is scarier then you!”

Petrie wipes the last of the dirt off his wing, then he walks up to the white flyer and asks,

“Who are you exactly?”

Angel looks at her claws as she replied cockily.

“Name’s Angel, short for Angelina of course. I’m the only granddaughter of Kaskae,”

 Angel then looks down hard at Petrie.

“And I am the youngest of the warriors of Air Clan.”

Angel lifts her chin proudly.

Petrie rolls his eyes as he wipes the blood off his hand. He then gets a good look at the flyer.  He could see that she was a member of the Air Clan.  She had the air mark on her forehead. The famous Air swirl. Petrie still wanted to ask her why she wasn’t with her flock.

He narrowed his eyes as he said,

“If you belong to the air clan, why didn’t we see you with them?”
Angel chuckles again.

“My, my, you have to know everything do you?

Suddenly, Angel stops chuckling. She gives Petrie a hard stare.

“Pterano was just like that!”

“Oh yeah, and another thing,” Petrie replied with a new scar accenting his face.  “What do you and your clan have against my uncle?”

“Your uncle is an enemy to our clan! He’s been planning assaults on our clan ever since I was born!”

She looks at her deadly, beautiful claws. Then she looks at Petrie.

“But before I get into that, let me just explain who I am shall I?”

Cera whispers to Petrie.

“I can see why Riku is her uncle, she’s so conceited!”

Angel narrowed her eyes at Cera and pointed one of her fingers at her.

“I heard that horn face!”

Petrie chuckles a little bit because he always wanted to call Cera that.

He immediately stopped because Cera was looking straight at him. Instead of chuckling, he just looked at Angel expecting an answer.

“You still didn’t answer my question.”

Angel jumped off the branch and stuck her face into Petrie’s.

“Well if you and your dumb friends stopped interrupting, then maybe you would be able to find answers!”

Cera snarls at Angel, Spike stares at her coldly, and Ducky puts her hands on her hips. Little Foot looks down at her and asks,

“Why are you so crude and cocky with us?

Angel looks at Little Foot as if to say, “Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me!” Then she closed her eyes and slammed her hand on her face.

“Sesh, I cannot stand all of these questions!”

She takes off from the ground and flies into Little Foot’s face.

“It’s so hard to answer them all! How about I start with why I wasn’t with my flock.”

She flew back down next to Ducky.

“Well, first off, I was with my flock! I just didn’t want to be seen by you losers!”

Angel stares at all of the preteens as if she was angry with them. No one seemed to see what Angel was really feeling.

Ducky covered her ears, closed her eyes and shouted.

“Stop calling us losers!”

Angel looks at Ducky coldly, and then whacks Ducky’s face with her wing.

Ducky rubs her face.

“Ow!”

“Who asked your opinion beak face?”  

Cera walks between Ducky and Angel. She was defending Ducky. She sticks her face in Angel’s face.

“You are really asking for it!”

Angel laughs, almost cackling. She then sighs.

Angel looks at Cera slyly. She crosses her arms.

“Oh Rosa the Riveter, if only you could hear how stupid you sound right now, trying to threaten me with your brawn!”

Cera scrapes the ground, ready to charge at Angel, but Angel simply flies away and looks down at the dinosaurs.

“Do you scatter brained hatchlings even know who I am?”
 
Petrie sounded unimpressed in his reply, “Well, you certainly are evil and crazy for someone who’s called, “Angel.”  

Angel laughs then sticks her face into Petrie’s face.

“You got it!”

Angel then starts to sing a Hip-Hop song:

“Oh yeah.”

The chorus whispers, “Heart Ripper! Heart Ripper!”

The willow tree that had its branches drooping, Angel used the branches as a curtain. She slowly and gently pulled the curtains out of her way.

The frogs which were the chorus, whistled. Angel slowly approached Petrie and took his hands to pull him close to her.

“Oh yeah.”

Angel looks at the frogs.

“Yeah, you, take it!”

“She’s beautiful, really bad! You better watch it, she’s gonna take your heart. She’s a heart ripper, she’s a heart ripper. She’s beautiful, really bad! You better watch your back, she’s gonna take your heart. She’s a heart ripper. A heart ripper!”

Angel suddenly pushes Petrie away from her. He falls on top of Ducky.

“Uh, huh, I just fallen from the heavenly sky, catching every pretty boy’s eye, you hear your homies say no, don’t even go there, stay right here, you gonna end up nowhere! But then you look at me, yep, baby, you see somtin’ nobody has ever seen. My beautiful eyes, my famous charms, I look good in your bearing arms!”

Angel walks to Petrie, trying to get his arms around her. He struggles to get away. Angel keeps trying to charm him.

“You say we make a great couple, but little do you know I’ll only get you in double trouble. You say no way it can’t be true, but I say yep, you are totally new. To this old game, to this rerun, I will only use you as a little practice round. Sorry to break you heart and make you cry, so hard that you would die! I just wish you could be the man that could be mine!”

The chorus sings.

“She’s beautiful, really bad, you better watch your back, she’s gonna take your heart. She’s a heart ripper. She’s a heart ripper. She’s beautiful, really bad, you better watch your back, she’s gonna take your heart. She’s a heart ripper. A heart ripper.”

Petrie was now boiling, although he was somewhat awed by Angel’s dancing, he still had it with her.

He steps in front of Angel and sings.

“You think I’m stupid, you think I’m dumb. But really its you that’s the bum. Showing off your pride, trying to hide, that insecurity that you bottle up inside!”

Petrie grits his teeth and steps very close to Angel.

“I get closer to you, you sweat like hell! You try to act like everything is going well. But I can see right through you, you can’t run, can’t hide. There’s no way you can find the right guy! No one like’s a person that lies. You think you can fool me, no mam, good thing I’m not that man! That tries to impress, a fake damsel in distress! Behind that mask I can see, a monster that’s just giving me the creeps!”

The chorus sings.

“She’s beautiful, very bad, you better watch your back, she’s gonna take your heart. She’s a heart ripper! She’s a heart ripper! She’s beautiful, very bad, you better watch your back, she’s gonna take your heart. She’s a heart ripper! She’s a heart ripper! She’s broken hearts, she made cupid throw his darts, you better guard your heart, she’s gonna tear it apart, all right! You better have a really smart head on those shoulders of yours, cause she’s a heart ripper, heart ripper. Oh yeah.”

Cera drones.

“So you think you can out smart us all! Those of us short and tall! So what’s your plan? Let’s see, if you can out smart the man!”

Angel sings in reply.

“I’ll show you better then that, if I can find my out of this trap! I’m mad as hell, can’t you tell? I’m wasting my time in this stupid prison cell!”

The chorus sings:

“She’s beautiful, very bad, you better watch your back, she’s gonna take your heart. She’s a heart ripper. She’s a heart ripper!

“She’s beautiful, really bad, you better watch your back, she’s gonna take your heart. She’s a heart ripper. She’s a heart ripper!”

Angel puts a hand behind her ear and leans toward the frogs.

“Listen to that!”

The chorus sings in conclusion.

“She’s beautiful, really bad, you better watch your back she’s gonna take your heart. She’s a heart ripper. She’s a ripper!”

The frogs hip-hop away. It left Angel to say her last sentence. Angel mounted on the rock and sang the last words,

“Oh, yeah, heart ripper!”

Cera turns away with her nose in the air with a gruff, “humph!”
Angel looks content with herself. Everyone just stared at her. Spike approached cautiously to Angel. Ducky tries to stop him.

Angel hisses at him and extends her claws. She arches her back. Her fangs show.

Spike faints.

“Ahh!”

Ducky drops to the ground and shivers.

Petrie runs to Ducky and looked up at Angel.

“Enough with this you fool! What’s your problem?”

Angel jumps from the rock and lands next to Petrie. She places a hand behind her “ear” and sneered.

“Oh, I think I just heard the wind!”

Cera shouted at the stuck up flyer in rage.

“We can be as great as you! We all have style!”

Cera looks at Petrie. She was impressed with his rap.

Angel turns to Cera’s direction, with her hands on her hips. She shows her fangs as she spoke.

“Yeah right! You can’t even make good comebacks!”

“Well, we fought sharp teeth many times before!”

Cera turns to her friends expecting support.

“Right guys?”

Everyone nods. Ducky then speaks in an almost cheery voice.

“Oh yes, sharp teeth are now the least of our problems!”
Cera smiled at Ducky’s comment. She then turned to Angel with her chin in the air.

I should say something to make this fat girl feel like a three-horned fool! Angel thought darkly.

“Alright, you think you are so great. Then name something that you think I could never do.”  

Cera thought intently while Angel stood there looking as if she was Mother Earth herself.

After a while, Cera gasped and narrowed her eyes at Angel’s bored looking ones.
 
“We will walk across the sinking sands, blind-folded!”

Petrie, Ducky, Little Foot, and Spike both shouted in disbelief, “What?”

Angel laughs and falls to the ground. She pounds her fist, laughing hysterically.

Angel then wipes her tears away. She stood up.

“You should do stand up that’s really good! You got me there! That is the most stupid, foul, and most insane challenge I have ever heard! No wonder why your friends called you “the dumb blonde”.

Cera narrowed her eyes at her friends.

Spike, Ducky, and Petrie point to Little Foot. Little Foot points to Petrie.  

Cera then turned her attention to Angel. She sneered in reply.

“Well maybe it’s because you never tried it! Maybe you’re a coward!”

Angel gave a sharp reply back.

“Or maybe it’s because I’m not an air head like you!”
Cera sneered.

“Air head? What are you talking about? You are a flyer, AND you belong to Air Clan! How do ya like that?”
 
Angel thought over the challenge. It might bring some amusement to her insecurities. The three horn would fall in the pit of goop, she would go to the council and Angel would tell everyone what Cera was trying to do, and she would just laugh it off as Cera’s friends take the blame.

Angel gave a deadly, sly smile as she replied,

“Well, okay, I’m up for it. Are you?”

Cera tried to strut herself.

“I thought you said it was dumb?”

Angel crossed her arms and still smiled. “So I did. Still, a warrior never gives up a challenge because every challenge is a test from the council. They want me to over come my obstacle. So, do we have a deal?”

Angel raises her hand out to sake with Cera.

Cera shrugs.

“I don’t have any hands.”

Petrie approaches Angel. He reached for her hand.

“I do.”

Petrie and Angel shook. At first, they glared at each other in pure hatred, but once they saw stared straight in each other’s eyes, they locked, and with a jolt, they realized that they were in the same dream.

Flash Back

“What’s happening? Who are you and why are we here?”

“Don’t ask me why I’m here, do you know why?”

Present

They jerked away from each other in consternation. Angel remembered those eyes of fire and the extreme masculine features of the flyer in her dream.

Petrie remembered the beautiful, feminine charms of the white flyer and the eyes of silvery blue. He felt that enchantment overwhelming him at that moment. Angel turned her head away and rubbed her neck with anxiety.

Before Angel took off from the ground, she disrupted the silence.

“Well, see you much, losers!”

Petrie stares after her. The sun gave a physical aura around Angel and the sun enlightened her eyes, making Angel have a heavenly appearance. Petrie was in that trance until Cera interrupted his deep thoughts.

“I can’t believe that rat brain! She came out of nowhere! Why was she so mean to us?”

Little Foot pointed out.

“Well, usually when people are mean to others, they insecure about themselves.”

Cera walks away with Little Foot, Ducky, and Spike.

“I still don’t get why though. What did we do to her?”

Ducky pointed out as well.

“Cera, it’s not what’s wrong with us; it’s what’s wrong with her.”

Little Foot nodded in agreement.
“She’s right.”
 
Spike nods at Ducky’s wise words.

Petrie was only half listening to them. His mind buzzed with so many questions and uneasy thoughts and emotions. Why was Angel so mean to his friends; especially him? Was it true that Pterano used to be part of the Blood Clan? Why did he feel a respect for Angel even though Angel was mean to him? And why did Angel have so much vengeance toward Pterano? He suddenly remembered his dream again and remembered what Kaskae said about the called three flyers. Angel was in his dream and she was an air flyer, but the other two he could not figure out. He also remembered the prophecy his father stated to him.  

In one of the trees, a flyer’s face seemed to form, the face smiled. She looked at Petrie and then Angel. She whispered in the winds and heavens, hoping he, the air flyer, or the dark flyer, who was faraway, could hear her,

Fire

Air

Become one.

Darkness will have to find the light and find its own element.

Petrie thought he heard something in the winds. He turned around, but could only see trees and he could only hear and feel the wind.

Petrie was so deep in his thoughts him almost did not hear Little Foot’s statement.

“Petrie are you awake?”

Petrie turned his head slowly, to only look at his friend’s direction.

“Of course I am. Why wouldn’t I be?”

Petrie takes off and flies over his friends. He didn’t really want to talk to them right now. He was too wound up in his own thoughts.

He looked up. The sky wasn’t as clear as it was in the morning.    It was gray and it looked like it was going to rain. Two raindrops already hit Petrie’s beak.

“We probably should get home soon guys. It looks like it’s going to rain soon.”
Little Foot looks up as well. One raindrop fell on his eye. He blinked it away as he replied to his friends.

“Petrie’s right. We better hurry.”

Little Foot runs as fast as he could. Cera and Spike run after him. Ducky clings on to Spike’s tail.

“Spike you are running too fast!”

Petrie chuckles a little. Then follows them. Even though he was going through hard times right now, at least he could count on his friends to cheer him up.

He felt the rain sprinkling down on his wings. Something told him it was going to rain heavily tonight. It seemed as if the sky above was crying for the earth in some way. Petrie just didn’t know why it was crying, or even if it really was.

I remember trying to read you fanfic before. I didn't want to say anything at first. I keep trying to read it, but for some reason, I just don't care for it

It's nothing against you, it's just the way you formatted the story, it's as if you're dropping characters in the fanfic out of no where. I mean, sure the fanfic is suspenseful, I can see that, but I dunno, your fanfic just bores me  :

Also, I have a minor character in my story named Dark Eye, did you make that character right after you read my story, or was a Dark Eye a character that was made at the top of your head before you read my story.

I just want to know, I get really annoyed when people steal ideas from other people without even the slightest acknowledgment.

Please don't get offended by this, this story is just not really my cup of tea.

Quote from: Rat_lady7,May 10 2008 on  08:11 PM

Cera comes really close...very close....

:blink:  :blink:

Yeah, I guess ya don't truly know a person until ya meet them in person.  Everyone has their opinions.  Here's my two cents: there is so much more positive to Cera's character than what meets the eye(or ears), and I am in many(but not all) ways similar to her.  If she were human, I would probably view her as a best friend.  I think folks are more quick to call out a female character for being headstrong.  Why is it that it's okay for a man to speak his mind and be considered a "real man" for doing so, yet when a female speaks her mind she's considered a b**** :angry:?  If Cera was such a despicable character then why is she so well-liked?  I'm one to not associate with mean folk, so I must see positive in Cera in order for her to be my favorite character  :^.^:.

Make no mistake, you're opinion is just as important as everyone else's.  I am not intending to berate ya whatsoever.  Sorry if I offended ya .

I'm slightly offended, but not completely. Because I do call myself a feminist and I like how Cera is strong, it's just that she is VERY childish and usually treats her friends like crud. Yeah, I get, in many cultures, its okay for a guy to act up because it looks "manly" but if a woman does it she's called a b****.

I probably would like Cera more if she didn't make all of those comments to others about her and I really wish I could go into the tv screen, strangle her and tell her to grow up.