Ptami and Tylr glanced to each other, thinking. "Well..." Ptami finally said, "if you're comfortable with that I don't see a problem" she began.
Off to the side, Pterano looked like he had things to say that he was keeping himself from saying.
"Although" she smiled a bit, "you shouldn't let one of our young one's pressure you into anything you don't feel comfortable doing".
"It would be a technicality anyway" Tylr said, "I mean if we wanted to go with that, with as much as I gather this herd likes voting we'd be putting decisions to everyone anyway, so there might not be too much pressure".
"Yet the fellow said himself" Pterano but in, flapping over, "he hasn't had the experience of leading in his life".
Tylr looked confused, "Neither have you" he pointed out, and as Pterano looked like he might answer, Tylr sighed and continued, "and that thing during the Day of the Flyer's doesn't count" he added.
"Besides" he added as it looked like Cree was going to say something, "we'll be far to busy scouting".
"Oh well atleast we know where she gets it!" Cree muttered as Ptami moved her two brothers along back towards a more scouting position.
Tylr turned back to Cyrix, "So, disgruntled scouts aside, how do you feel about the idea?" he asked, wanting to honestly know if they were pushing the raindbow face into something he wasn't comfortable with.
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"Hey, what's that?" Cera asked, leaping down from the rock and noticing the iguana. Littlefoot turned as well, "I...I don't know" he said, tilting his head.
"I was asking my daddy" Cera shot back, "Hey daddy, what's that..." Cera marched over to where her father was still talking with the longneck.