As Ducky fought to swim along as the current got even worse, she noticed Fang glide along by, with his sail near enough for her to grab onto. Since he seemed to be doing so well as moving through the water, she figured gaining a little help from that couldn't hurt. She reached over and grabbed the sail, smiling a bit as they seemed to be getting closer to shore. "Oh I hope the others are still ok too, I do" she said partly to herself.

Well, I finished season two as well. I know others have said this, but I really do think you're hitting you stride in writing this and it went better in season two. Not that the first season was bad, but between the further info on the professor as well as interesting side plots that are touching and funny, I found myself really enjoying it.

Nice to see the gang both realizing and saying what the Professor has come to mean to them, as well as, of course, getting to find out more of who the Professor is and what brought him there.

I also enjoyed the just sort of side stories, but believable ones, on the tinysaurus having to hide from Chomper and such and, as well as further info on Cutter and these mean brothers of his.

and yeah I can see how the Professor getting more acceptance from the group than Pterano does would not sit well (banishing after finding out he's a meat eater aside), but at least it eventually came.

I also liked the finale and seeing even more of these humans associated with the Professo, as well as bringing in some tension with and developing the Rainbow Faces whole plot point.

Although you could make a point for changed geography, I sort of like the place still holding reminders of the Great Valley.

Well, so much as happened I don't even have a clue what you have planned for the next season plotwise but I look forward to it when you do return to this.

Not sure where or if I have a review for the first few episodes, but I've made my way thorough season 1 at least. Told you I was behind. For an  all encompassing review though, I won't bother with the grammar as it's been touched on and you said you were revamping anyway. Plot wise though I enjoyed it and the progression of Chomper and the professor "coming to terms".

Of course the finale has the big grand exit just befitting it, and I like that, but in the between episodes it was interesting with the professor trying to tell...well avoid really, but still showing certain things of his world to the kids, like iron ore and his comm thingy. And of course the rainbow faces are "onto him" :-)

Well I shall move onto season two as I can and probably do the same big review thingy for that too :-) Sorry again even this took so long

Oh, and of course, before I forget to mention, the tie in between the "sharptooth tale" here of what Chomper did and the mention in your other story! Very cool!

Well I discovered and read your new story, just didn't review last time like I'm sort of bad about doing. Anyway, I like it. So if this is the same spiketails as before, I wonder if Tippy will make an appearance. He doesn't have to, just saying, and yeah, pretty curious why Littlefoot/Thunderfoot is hiding mentioning Chomper, but something tells me you'll clear that up.

As he was making his own way and struggle to the shore, Ridge noticed the light get blocked from above him. He glanced up and spotted the Spinosaurus. He frowned, wondering of this was good or bad. With a finally shove, he reached the shore and crawled coughingly up onto it.

Ducky glanced down below her as she also noticed the water break and Fang appear below her. "Oh, um, hi" she said. Fang bared his teeth a bit and she wonded at what this meant. Wasn't he...nice, or sort of on their side? Still mainly sure he was saving her, Ducky only frowned a little bit in confusion.

((If it becomes apparent we lost GVG, I'll take care of Cera again, but I'll still wait on that))

((Still here, still updating Ok, so here...we find out if Chomper's nose is just acting up or if it's bad...and I think you already know which one it is Also, another violence warning for this chapter, just incase. Angering threehorns isn't advised...))

V:With a Vengence

The "problem" had soon enough stepped out to confirm everyone's worst fears. Cera's sister stood there in front of the children, keeping a wary eye on the small sharptooth that was indeed a Spitter as the predator also slowly walked out, taking stock of the situation and what he faced.

"You...you don't think it could be...the same one?" Ridge voiced what most of the seven kids familiar with a Spitting Sharptooth's attack were already thinking.

"I doubt we're that unlucky!" Cera muttered, even if she'd thought it too.

"I was just thinking he's probably what spooked the swimmers..." Harper whispered.

"Uh...Chomper" Littlefoot glanced down to the younger sharptooth, "any chance he might listen to you telling him to go away?".

"I'll try..." Chomper peered around at the Spitter from around Cera's sister and roared out a general inquiry into intent and request to be left alone. The Spitter gave a low growl, crouching as an almost smirk came to his face. Everyone glanced to Chomper, eager to hear what was said.

"Uh...he said not for a longneck herd...it's a saying" Chomper shrugged a bit embarrassed. While he was relaying this, the Spitter growled out something and, after looking shocked, Chomper shot something back.

"What?" everyone, Cera's sister included, asked.

Chomper frowned, "Don't worry, I told him no way! He said he might leave us alone if we just let him at 'either of the flyers or the full plated spiketail'". As was expected, Petrie, Harper and Ridge looked the most stunned by this.

"Why us?!" Petrie squeaked.

Cera almost held back her comment, but she'd always had a problem with self control like that, "Maybe he's picky". She didn't turn but felt the looks sent towards her. The Spitter was crouching lower to the ground and everyone watched tensely, trying to anticipate his attack.

A spit off to one side, clearly seeming to try and aim for Ridge, was the first move made. The kids all scurried to avoid though. Cera's sister kept herself between them and the sharptooth, knowing she could only risk going for a strike when the predator came within distance, otherwise it would leave the children exposed. Oh if only her herd were here too, this one sharptooth would be no issue!

Similarly the Spitter couldn't just charge out. Immobilizing the adult would be his quickest way to victory but he also knew from experience of living this long as a lone hunter that unless he did it right he would only risk being charged. His first major injury when younger had actually been from a threehorn, whom he discovered were actually more deadly when charging blind than when they could see their target.

Plus, in using all advantages, he hadn't fully used his first. <What are you even playing at, kid?> the inquiry was sent to Chomper as he watched the group recollect themselves from his first attack, <We're one and the same. Why I was hunting by myself when not but a bit older than you. You've never seen these docile leaf eaters in a charge, trust me you'd be safer with me on your side rather than...>.

He was cut off as a bellow filled the air. Cera's sister knew it was most likely useless, knew her herd was a full days walk away, probably, as she'd said, but she also knew she had to make the attempt. Again she sent out the distress call and prayed she wouldn't just attract more trouble.

<Loud mouth grass guzzler...> the Spitter hissed in annoyance.

In the pause, Chomper gave back his own answer though. <I'm not letting you near my friends!>

<Fine! But you know if I don't get ya that threehorn herd she's calling will just trample you in mis-identification anyway> the Spitter crouched once more. <Eitherway I'll clean up. Which reminds me, best get back to the matter at hand. You won't escape me again...> he stared directly towards the young leaf eaters.

Gearing up, he made a mock charge, trying to get the adult threehorn to falter back and open up a shot, but instead she just lowered her head to guard more. With a screech, the Spitter leapt off out of the way and paced, snarling again.

<It won't end that easily...> he muttered, <I've never missed collecting little appetizers like you; not until that spiketail and flyer had to go getting ideas. I'm a Spitter! You don't beat me and not face consequences!> his gaze zeroed in on Ridge, Petrie and Harper again. He'd been half serious with his taunt of before of trading the others safety for these three. He knew from reaction more than just similar kinds that these three belonged to the two leaf eaters to have bested him. The younger spiketail was separate. Only the older one had shouted out when he'd almost had the adult back in that pass.

<Let's start with a jab for a jab shall we!> the Spitter suddenly charged in an unexpected wide circle from the side before the adult threehorn could react. The kids scattered and the Spitter noted with satisfaction that the little brown flyer was right within his line. He aimed and fired a shot directly at Petrie.

Harper gasped, seeming to almost see it all in slow motion. She dove down and collided with her brother, knocking him out of the way and also thankfully continuing along with him as the shot flew past just over them and they both hit the ground. Harper tumbled over towards where Ruby and Ducky were on one side of the Spitter and Petrie rolled over towards Littlefoot and the others.

The Spitter screeched in indignation and geared up again, turning towards the three girls and shooting out another deadly spit towards Harper.

Quicker than anyone could take stock of though, Ruby proved her own knowledge of the Mysterious Beyond and tactics against all types of sharpteeth. She scooped up Harper and even Ducky, seeming to give her orders in the next breath as she turned. "Hold your breath!" she was, for once, brief. No sooner had both Ducky and Harper complied and taken in a gulp of air than Ruby hit her destination of a thankfully nearby pond of water. Again, the shot continued on past harmlessly, missing the now submerged target and even where it next hit the water, of no effect.

The Spitter's previous screeches had nothing on the one he delivered now! "He's upset because you guys got away before too!" Chomper took the moment to tell Littlefoot and the others still on the dry ground, covering his ears as the Spitter screeched. Cera's sister had by now rushed over to get between them and the Sharptooth and she frowned as she heard this. The same Spitter that had been after her twins?

Under the water, Ruby scanned for their best option, knowing that Harper couldn't navigate under water, yet under still seemed their best bet. She turned the flyer hatchling over to Ducky's grip and aid, pointing to communicate without letting out her breath to an underwater passage inside a nearby slab of rock the pond ran up against. It most likely led somewhere a safe distance from the Spitter.

With a nod, Ducky took off, gently pulling Harper along as the flyer tried out this underwater flying and wondered at how swimmers even moved through water in the first place.

With Ducky on her way, Ruby surfaced to check on the others. She found them making their way to the ledges that were the top part of this rock structure just above the pond. Glancing to find the Spitter again she saw Cera's sister had the sharptooth well taken care of and was covering the children's escape.

"How are you, Ducky and Harper?" Littlefoot asked.

"We are good and not hit which is good" Ruby answered. "We found an underwater cave that probably leads out the way you are all heading and so we should all meet out together! We will see you when we all reach there!". Ridge and Littlefoot nodded.

"Well then let's get on that so we can all ditch the sharptooth!" Cera prodded the boys she was left with along to get them to move to the other side of the cliff. Ruby dove back down to check on Ducky and Harper's progress.

Seeing his quarry escaping again, the Spitter made one more desperate lunge after them. He had not learned all of his lessons on fighting threehorns though. With a charge of her own, Cera's sister made contact with the Spitter's hip with her nose horn, flinging him up and into the air. All of her rage went into the shove; at the attack on her little sister and her friends; At the previous attack on her own two twins...however caring a sister the threehorn was, her motherly instincts made this one the clincher to the sharptooth's fate.

The Spitter went an impressive distance up before coming back down to the ground, hard. He was definitely now limp in at least one leg as the sound of the crash told. He wouldn't be a threat anymore for the moment, atleast, so Cera's sister turned her attention to where the children had gone and tried to not lose track of them.

"Cera! Kids!" she called, rushing over to try and follow. The ledge was too narrow for her though and she found herself trapped on that side. She didn't know how long her keeping the Spitter at bay had taken, but there was no answer to her call.

(Nope didn't lose me either, though I've been lax as well. Now reminding myself who I was taking care of...let's see, Harper, Ridge, Ducky and Mrs. Flyer I believe...think I got 'em all)

Ridge had to smile as he observed both Cera's spoken and Hyp's unspoken questions and opinions. Oh well, it made the trip sort of interesting, and he had already known what the "gang" and even Hyp were like before they headed out.

Both Ridge, his father, as well as Ducky and her mother glanced up as Pterano spoke. The news sounded good up until the part about water the kids couldn't cross. Although older, Ridge didn't have that much more height than Littlefoot and so was in the same conundrum sort of.

Still...he didn't know if he should take the log. It might just weaken it for the others, even if Pterano had tested it himself as well. "You know dad, maybe I should...".

"Your not that grown up yet, son" his father smiled a bit but looked stuck on his point, "take the log with the others, it'll be fine".

Ridge sighed, "Just making sure" Ridge said. Still unless someone else wanted last he figured maybe he should go last just incase.

Harper had to admit, there were good points in what both her mother and Mr. Threehorn said, getting lost didn't sound too fun and she wasn't exactly skilled at adventuring just yet, despite the times she'd followed Ridge off into this or that. "Yeah...I guess that's true" she said.

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Ducky giggled a bit at Cera always being...well her bold self that would tell Hyp something like what she had.

Mr. Spiketail smiled down at Chomper, "Well I can understand that, Ridge being a bit older and all, but yes, he mention you a time or two and so I'm happy to say I heard some good things about you before...well, before anything bad, but don't worry I didn't believe any of those rumors anyway" he smiled to the young Sharptooth, suddenly realizing how it might be important if he knew at least some adults were on his side, so to speak. Given the grumblings of some threehorns and such, then boy could think otherwise.

Ducky nodded along with Littlefoot's point, "Oh yes, and I just know that we are going to find a whole bunch of green food enough for everyone like we did before, after all Petrie's uncle already knows a place to go to, like he said, and it is sure to have green food".

Ridge smiled, "That's the sprit you two, of course we will". It wasn't said sarcastic at all.

As they walked on, Mrs. Spiketail smiled over to Ducky's mom who smiled back. If they could just take from the children's optimism, perhaps they and their own spirits would be ok on this trip.  Mr. Spiketail couldn't help glancing back to the other Rainbow Faces, besides Cyrix, the ones who didn't talk much. He wasn't suspicious, just...slightly curious. He soon shrugged it off and faced forward again.

As he walked, he almost bumped into the two little sharpteeth again. "Oh...Uh, excuse me Chomper isn't it? And...Uh, your friend" he said. It was still odd talking to sharpteeth, but he'd heard this one, Chomper, was anything but mean and so figured he should at least try to act normal and cordial to him and the other who's name he couldn't recall, especially if they were going to be traveling together.

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As Pterano called back, his sister caught the words even as they were moving off as well. She tried to not recall back to the last time he'd been promising to send word back. She truly believed her brother was changed, otherwise she wouldn't have allowed the others or most of all Petrie to go with him. No, there would be no more "accidents". She was sure...mostly sure anyway.

She answered with a nod back then turned her attention to keeping alert on their travels for both danger and possible encouraging signs of life. She caught Grandpa's words however muttered they were. "Even so" she added in to the longneck and threehorn's talk, "and while I obviously am not doubting my brother, the sooner either of us find something the better for all".

"Hey mom" Harper spoke up, "Uh and Mr. Longneck and Threehorn I guess, since you are in charge and all" she glanced down to them too, "...do you want me to be the one to fly back and tell if we find something first, since I'm smaller and couldn't probabaly make it faster?".

Her mother hadn't pondered this question. "Oh I don't know dear, that might be risky, we'll decide when it comes up".

((Thanks, and sorry for slow progress with updates. I have a few writing projects all going at once. Yeah, Chomper gets a few moments during this story, sort of including this chapter, sort of))

IV:Finds

Cera grimaced over to Chomper as she watched the little sharptooth sniffing about for either danger or dinosaurs who looked likely to know anything about the runners they were tracking. "Don't tire yourself out now" she pointed out, "We'll need you later too". Chomper seemed to let up his enthusiastic sniffing and gave a small smile.

While still hoping her plan worked, because she knew very well that it could just as easily not work, Harper scanned about from above the group. Surely between Chomper's sniffing and her looking they would find someone! Yet still, all she saw about her was barren, empty land. Oh well, better than huge, angry sharptooth filled land, she supposed.

"Come on, Petrie, let's get a bit higher to get a better look out" she tugged slightly on his wing, but in a way that didn't hinder his flight.

"But...sky puffies up there" Petrie frowned.

"You've been through them before" Harper sighed.

"Yeah, but me not like it" Petrie grimaced. Harper sighed again.

"You're probably fine right there anyway" Littlefoot mediated with the middle ground yet again. After shaking her head at her brother, Harper kept on, flying higher herself. Petrie frowned, seeming to think, and then went...a little bit higher, still between where Harper was and where he would rather be flying from.

As he sniffed about, Chomper suddenly paused, turning to glance off to the side. "Hey, Ruby, I think I smell something over there!" he pointed.

"A good something, or a bad something?" Cera questioned.

Chomper continued sniffing, "It's...um...hmm, that's odd" he frowned. Before the others could ask what was odd, Petrie spotted it (and had he had enough focus to think on it, he'd have made a slight point to Harper on how he only saw what was coming because he was lower down than the sky puffies were, thus, his position was correct actually).

"Guys, you move now!" Petrie cried, darting down.

"Wanna repeat that?" Cera shot out annoyed. It was just then that everyone caught a slight rumbling beneath them. Harper darted down now as well as she noticed something was up.

"Earthshake!" Littlefoot cried.

"No" Petrie pointed back behind them, "it...". Everyone turned as a giant herd of crested swimmers charged around a bend of rocks and straight towards the group. Only...they were moving really fast and not seeming to see the kids or slow.

Ridge's eyes went wide, "A Still Moving" he whispered as if his memory had been jogged. "Off to the side, quickly!" he continued along Petrie's urging of before, rushing off to the side as well and nudging where he could to get the others to do the same. They all raced out of the way and just made it past the zone of danger before the swimmers continued thundering by.

"They...they didn't even stop" Littlefoot breathed, both in catching his breath and wonder of the occurrence.

"Yeah" Ridge drew everyone's attention over to him by speaking, "I've heard of that out here, only seen it a few times. It's a Still Moving, as my dad calls it, happens after a sharptooth's been after the herd and some dinosaurs, still all in a panic, don't realize danger's past and just...keep on running, not even seeing what's ahead of them".

Turning, he caught the others shocked looks, though Ruby looked like it did sound vaguely familiar now that she heard of it. Ridge was about to say more when the sound of something else coming around the bend drew the kid's attention and they next watched as an adult threehorn charged past.

"Why would a threehorn be scaring swimmers?" Chomper couldn't help wondering.

"Hey!" Cera noticed something else and walked out a bit to stare after the threehorn in shock, "that's my sister!".

"Oh, that explain why she scary enough to start a Still Moving" Petrie commented over to Chomper in answer with a small smile. Chomper and a few of the others listening smiled slightly as well. Cera slowly turned a glare Petrie's way.

"Petrie!" Harper sighed. She knew her brother was just trying to even the score a bit on comments on relatives, given all Petrie had said Cera had said the last time Uncle Pterano was in the Valley, but there was a good chance this sister was Dinah and Dana's mother, and if that was true then she didn't deserve the comment. Plus Petrie might just want to look before he spoke. "If you'd pay attention, you'd see she's helping" Harper went on, pointing out where Cera's sister was up ahead on the landscape.

"What is she doing?" Ducky asked as the kids all watched the adult threehorn who, during the kids discussion, had caught up to the Still Moving herd and was now running a wide circle about them. Dust flew up, blurring the scene a bit but when it settled the herd stood there seeming blinked out of their stupor and one of them even talking to Cera's sister, probably apologizing.

"See!" Cera smiled smugly, "She stopped the Still Moving herd" the threehorn walked out, head held high, and Petrie sighed as the score still stood Cera lots him zero. Cera did pause as she walked out though and turned to Harper. The flyer sticking up for her sister first and foremost made the young threehorn's teasing and taunts of before when they were coming out here now not sit well.

"Uh...by the way, Harper...about earlier..." the threehorn fumbled a bit with her words.

Harper smiled, "No problem. So is she Dinah and Dana's mom? Because I thought I recognized her".

Cera laughed as she realized now far that probably spurred the defense. "Yeah, she is" she commented as the kids all walked over.

The adult threehorn had been bidding farewell to the herd she'd effectively stopped and now turned as her little sister and her friends walked up. "Well Cera, what would you be doing out here?" she asked in that half amused and half accusing way an older sister had.

Cera smirked, "Save the over protection for the twins, we do this all the time". With a smile, her sister was about to comment back when her gaze, traveling the kids, spotted out Ruby and Chomper. She didn't really think as much on the first as the second.

"Uh...Cera...is dad aware..." the adult female began. Littlefoot jumped in to explain...again.

"Uh yes...ma'am, he is" the longneck began, "and he's ok...well...he allows it, since Chomper here is probably right up there with Ducky on how nice he is".

Cera's sister laughed, "Alright, alright, calm down the defense there...Uh, Littlefoot, isn't it?" she searched and hoped she got the name right. Littlefoot nodded. "I was just curious, my father's quite opinionated after all". None, not even Cera, could argue this point.

"And this is Ruby" Littlefoot went on introducing the other member of their traveling kid herd that Cera's sister would have missed seeing on her last visit with the twins.

Ruby nodded, "I have never seen anyone stop a Still Moving herd to where it is no longer moving" she complimented the threehorn's previous action.

Cera's sister smiled, "Oh yeah, I picked up on the trick a while back and then when I saw that herd of swimmers rush by I figured I best halt them". The kids nodded, a few smiling still impressed by the feat. "Had to leave the herd behind to trail them, though but that's ok Dinah and Dana are well watched by their father and I should be able to find the herd again by the end of the day. Speaking of which, you didn't answer my first question, Cera. What are you and you're friends doing out here?".

The kids all glanced to each other. Harper decided to go out on a thin current a bit (to use a flying expression). "We...we're looking for those two runners, Veck and Lars, again" she said.

"Not the same two runners who took you, Ridge and the twins?!" Cera's sister gasped. The Matriarch's promise to Ridge's father to inform all of the affected herds of her sons' trespasses had of course been kept.

Harper looked hesitant, "Y-yes Ma'am...".

"Why Harper...".

"I know!" the young flyer quickly interrupted, "trust me, I thought it all out before even telling Ridge and Littlefoot, but...I had to! Their parents are dying, because they had to banish their sons for what they did and make them think they hated them. I-if I could just find them and tell them...I...I have to try!"

Cera's sister was silent for a bit and her shocked look made way for a softer smile, "Well that's very kind of you..." she admitted before frowning in worry and determination once more, "but no, I'm sorry, as both a mother myself and not to mention being personally responsible to my father on Cera's welfare, I must insist you kids head back immediately".

"Nothing doing" Cera said, "come on Harper, we were making ok time before and...". She made to walk on, but her sister blocked her path.

"Cera...". The threehorn hated that tone from her own father. Not to mention her sister.

"Don't you have twins to watch" Cera walked around her sister. The adult moved in front again.

"You don't get it!" Cera sighed, "we do this all the time and we always make it back! We'll be fine!". The young one went to walk on, but her sister paused her again with her leg so that Cera was just walking in one spot as she tried to shove past.

"Cera! Now is not the time for dad's unusual brand of stubbornness!" her sister told her.

"You're the one being stubborn!" Cera shouted back. Harper sighed, she hadn't wanted to cause all this. Meanwhile Chomper suddenly began sniffing up a storm. The others turned.

"Chomper what is it?" Littlefoot asked.

The little sharptooth frowned as he kept sniffing, "I don't know...some kind of sharptooth I haven't smelled before...but..." he suddenly stilled, eyes going wide.

"What?" Ridge asked.

Chomper glanced over to Ruby, "Uh Ruby...didn't you say sharpteeth with a stingy smell were bad..." he began.

Ruby frowned a bit, "Well I heard once that a sharptooth that smells like a sharptooth but also hurts your nose like it bit it without biting it is what a Spitting kind of sharptooth is said to smell like" she answered. "It is there stingy breath".

Chomper seemed hit by the full effects now as he scrunched his nose and shook his head as if to clear the smell, "Ugh, yeah that'd be it!" he half whined.

Littlefoot, Ridge, Ducky and Petrie's countenances seemed to fall as one and Spike tried to duck his head down into the ground.

"I didn't want to find one of those again!" Harper made a dash over to Cera and her sister. She landed on the adult's frill, tugging to gain attention. "Sorry to break up the discussion but we have a problem!" she exclaimed.