This cute bugger is Xiphactinus: http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xiphactinus.

And don't worry, nothing that's been said here so far is in my fox. But, ya never know.

The gang would stare cockeyed at him. Petrie would tap his spindly fingers together and ask: "Uh... Did you eat anything funny this morning, Littlefoot?"
Ruby would nod, scratching her chin. "Aliens, huh? Knew they were around somewhere. Call it intuition."
"Uh, what's an alien?" Chomper would ask.
Cera would have a very dry look on her face. "... Why am I not suprised by this? I really feel like I should be more suprised hearing this."

What would happen if a Xiphactinus got in the Great Valley water system?

In real life, Ducky is very obediant, and would probably obey her mother despite being dissapointed.
But what would she do in real loyfe? She'd shrug and say: "Eh. I'll take up drugs instead."

How would Littlefoot react if, while meandering through an unfamiliar far walker herd that had come to stay at the valley, he bumps into Rooter?

At first he'd try desperately to wake them, panicking. He'd beg his friends to help him. The gang wouldn't know what to do. They themselves are horrified, but they do know that Littlefoot's grandparents are beyond help. Eventually, the situation sinks in for Littlefoot; he comes to terms that his grandparents are dead, and weeps openly. Looking on, heartbroken, the gang go up to him and hug him. Littlefoot hugs them back, glad to know he still has something of a family left in the valley: his friends.


How did Bron react the first time he learned that one of his son's closest friends is the same kind of sharptooth that killed his wife?

He'd grit his teeth, angry tears in his eyes, and shout: "Shut up! Shut up, don't you DARE make my fun of my mother! Don't you DARE!"

What did Cera say when the doctor walked up to her, sighing and eyes downcast as he said. "I'm so sorry, Cera. We tried everything we could, but... But your mother.... She's been... (Lips warble) retconned."

Very nice, Nalah. The colors are cool and the proportions are good. Keep it up! I always admire people with artistic talents. Largely because I have none   If I could, I'd be faking landscape art. The most amazing landscapes appear whenever I dream. But, anyway! Getting back on topic, I guess my advise for improvment is to define the lining a little better. Then it'll be looking really cool.

While I definitely feel a stronger and, more importantly, a more interesting excuse could have been thought up, the excuse they went with is understandable. Bron comes back to the mysterious wastes and finds the land destroyed by a cataclysmic earthquake, his wife dead, and his son MIA. By all accounts, he came back and found everything he cared about in ruins. Sure, he could have tracked down the ultimate fate of his son, and he did, in fact, give up on him being alive, but he could have been afraid to track him down and find him dead. I've heard some families who've had missing family members talk about how they feel that finding their loved one's body would destroy a lingering hope in them that their family could still be alive, and the fact that that chance is so astronomically small keeps them from pursuing it.

Judging by his reaction, he seemed certain that Littlefoot was dead, and didn't seem too guilt ridden that he had thought he had died. Given this world where people die all the time and the people of this world seem much more resigned to their mortality than the 'anything you can put your mind to' attitude you see in most works, his reaction seems like something a normal person would have. It's not a heroic or amiable response, but it at least a believable one. I certainly think it could have been done much, much better, but as it stands, I think his excuse is passable.

Littlefoot: "Has anyone seen my Nirvana CDs?"
Petrie: "Me think Ducky's using them."
Littlefoot: "Oh, alright. Where's my Celine Dion records?"
Petrie: "Cera have them."
Littlefoot: "My Barney Sing Along tapes?"
Petrie: "Doc have them."
Littlefoot: "My Village People CDs?"
Petrie: "Those not yours, you stole them from Cera's Dad."
Littlefoot: "They are MINE! MINE I tell you!"

I'm the Plated Sharptooth. I come out of nowhere and bring along a darker edge.

Welcome to the community, dude. Be yourself, express yourself, and have fun. Your among some really nice people here.