Littlefoot's mouth dropped at the sound of that voice "Mother?" he whispered his eyes flicking and catching sight of her "MOTHER!" he screamed. Then it all went downhill,memories flashed through Littlefoot's head,his breathing became heavy,he thought she was dead..but here she was. He kept on his struggles to stand. Ignoring Nahla's pleas to stop,slowly doing more damage. His body dropped to the ground the front of him landing on sharp rocks-slicing the front of him open,blood poured down. Littlefoot not feeling the would of been extreme pain,he tried one last time to stand and rush to his mother side only to just fall again and lay motionless,breathing could not be seen as he grew cold and his eyes slipped close.
(Zimmy's idea she wants to put Littlefoot into that 'death' coma thing again for her idea,we must obey her...poor family they thought it was gonna be a happy ending and now Littlefoot has 'died'....but he a alive but they not meant to know shhhh)