Petrie gritted his teeth as his body burned, now accompanied by a sticky sensation as the blood began to dry. These monsters around him had his friend's voices... Petrie's eyes teared up. Why? How was that possible?! His eyes flicked left and right, scanning the area, seeking a way to escape. It looked like a few of the sharpteeth were distracted... Petrie swallowed, his throat bone dry. He started to agonizingly drag himself sideways...
Slam!
The sudden noise shocked Petrie, and in surprise he jolted back against the tree he'd been leaning against, looking wide eyed for where it had come from. The green fastbiter was slamming some leaves between his claws, the clapping noise deafening to Petrie's ears. The fastbiter then started to approach Petrie... And spoke.
"It's alright, Petrie... I am just going to put this healing plant on your chest..."
Petrie pressed himself back against the trunk, grimacing. Healing?! Why would a fastbiter want to heal him?! "...Away! Get... AWAY!" he hissed, slicing through the air before him with his talons in an attempt to ward him off - and paused, his eyes widening. Talons? He didn't have talons. He wasn't meant to have talons. His tongue brushed against his razor sharp teeth, and as he probed them in bewilderment, he locked eyes with the green fastbiter - and froze. Spike?
Everything that had happened began to collapse down on Petrie. Waking up, his mother attacking him. His sister... His arm slowly falling to his side, Petrie tried to speak as his throat seemed to close shut. "This..." He'd tried to forget what had happened, to wish it away. But he couldn't - this was real.
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Landing beside Mama Swimmer, Guido nodded. "They're gone. The ones that we were following, at least." Looking at Topsy, who hulked over him, he gulped and raised his voice. "Before we go after them, maybe we should use the flyers to check the valley, to... to see if anyone's hurt. There could be someone who needs help."