The Great Plague

StrutEggStealer · **Reply #200 on:** July 28, 2013, 03:09:31 PM

Ruby nodded first. "Yes, we are fine. We were..." she paused. "Well, looking for something, and..." oh dear, this didn't sound so good out in words. Should she tell that Littlefoot very nearly drowned? They would never be able to leave the Valley then!

Sleeping-force's-inside · **Reply #201 on:** July 28, 2013, 03:33:01 PM

"And I sneaked up on Cera, surprising her." Chomper quickly said, though he gave himself a mental pat for not saying 'scaring her'. They'd never get anything done if he upset the Threehorn!

Ducky123 · **Reply #202 on:** July 28, 2013, 04:00:58 PM

"Cera, I'm so glad you're alright!" Tria stated in a monotonous voice.

LoyfeCycleProtector · **Reply #203 on:** July 28, 2013, 10:18:32 PM

Littefoot smiled up at his grandparents, trying his hardest to look like someone who hadn't almost drowned minutes before. His grandparents smiled back at him, perhaps trying their hardest to look like people who weren't very very sick. And Littlefoot thought to himself: 'If I'm even doing twice as good a job as they are right now, I must not look very convincing at all.'
"We're sorry if we scared you all," Littlefoot said. "But, we are glad you all came here. You see... uh..."
He glanced to his friends for just the right words to use, and then looked back at his grandparents.
"Well... we've noticed that you all seem a bit... well, more than a bit sick. We've been really worried."
As he finished his sentence, the last of the bright circle disappeared over the horizon. With it, night fell over the great valley.
"... And we want to help."

Kor · **Reply #204 on:** July 28, 2013, 10:52:09 PM

Cera wanted to say something, but decided to let Littlefoot speak, for now. Though she would not wait to long. She looked from her friends to the various adults, noticing they all looked sick, tired or both. She was concerned & confident they would help the grown ups to get better, even if they didn't want them to.

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"We are ... glad you are ok... when we heard the... screams we were.... worried." Mama swimmer said, pausing in her speaking now and then as she used the opportunity to rest & not appear to tired or sick to the kids.

LoyfeCycleProtector · **Reply #205 on:** July 31, 2013, 04:59:08 PM

Littlefoot gave Ducky's mom an apologetic smile. "I guess it's easier to hear something loud when there's nothing else making noise. Sorry if we scared you."
He felt a nervous, flowing energy that was pushing him onward to speak despite fear of saying the wrong thing. It was like fast water, and it took more energy out of him to fight it than to flow along with it. However, he tamed it. As much as he would like to feel apathy for what he was saying as long as he could get it over with, he knew he couldn't. This was important, and he needed to think carefully about everything he said, his own anxiety be damned.
"The seven of us have been talking. We've noticed since this morning that every grown up in the Great Valley seems sick, but we haven't heard any one actually talking about it. In fact... and I don't mean to assume, but it seems a lot like the same illness my grandpa had a few years ago."
He eyed each of the grownups, waiting to see what their reaction would be.
"We're worried, and we'd like it if you told us what was going on."

StrutEggStealer · **Reply #206 on:** July 31, 2013, 05:24:41 PM

Ruby stiffened as Littlefoot began to speak. It was no lie that she didn't choose to speak to grownups unless spoken to - she even felt nervous around gentle Grandpa Longneck and Mr. Thicknose.

But hearing littlefoot push through with these words gave her some courage and she stepped beside the longneck to show she supported him and his words.

"Yes, we only want to help you because you all need help."

Ducky123 · **Reply #207 on:** July 31, 2013, 07:04:45 PM

"And we do not want that something bad happens to you, nope, nope, nope!" Ducky confirmed what her friends said.

Sleeping-force's-inside · **Reply #208 on:** August 02, 2013, 02:33:59 PM

Chomper staid to the back a bit, but now nodded along with Ducky. Was it just his imagination, or did the grown-up's look even worse now than earlier on the day? Sheesh, what was this sickness?

Kor · **Reply #209 on:** August 02, 2013, 10:47:57 PM

"Yea, so we can get started on helping you." Cera said looking at the various adults. "And don't even think of denying it." She said.

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Mama swimmer & Mamma flyer looked around at the other adults, to see what their reactions would be before they themselves said anything. They were both thinking that maybe the grown ups should go and talk among themselves before telling the kids, or some of the kids at any rate.

"They may be able to help. They are very young and small, but I don't think any of us are strong enough to go out of the Great Valley and get what we may need, whatever green food that may be that we need. Maybe the thing that helped Grandpa Longneck when he got sick that one time." Mama Swimmer said.

Ducky123 · **Reply #210 on:** August 07, 2013, 02:27:53 PM

"Yeah..." Tria stated thinking hard.
She knew the kids are smarter than any she's met in her life. The Great Valley seemingly increased their mental abilities whereas especially Littlefoot was tinier and weaker as an average Longneck child of his age. But even if they were averagely strong and experienced in fighting a fully grown Fastbiter would be able to hunt them down, not to speak of a fully grown Sharptooth... They may escape the beasts, just in case they'd encounter one(s), by using their logic, their faster reactions and their sticking together which had safed the kids more than once as her mate, Mr. Threehorn, told her.
So their chances would be still fairly high, but what if they get lost? They may know the way to the Land of Mists but they had found the Night Flowers by pure luck... and the Land of Mists was a place where one would get easily lost, not to mention the still pretty bad weather and a lot of strange, probably dangerous, creatures creeping around there...

Tria wasn't really worried about Cera that much because Cera was brave, (head-)strong and quite able to recognize threats in time. But that's just her opinion, she could imagine her mate being protective and quarrelsome very well. Likely he'd bark at her the next second as he often did. Perhabs Tria wasn't that worried about Cera too much because she's not her daughter, technically, though she never had lower feelings towards her than towards her actual daughter Tricia.

"I have a nasty feeling sending them off to our rescue!" she announced taking a short break of speaking. Saying this rather short sentence was already exhausting her to a point where her breath would go heavy, perhabs it was the hard thinking, also..
"But what chances are left?" she continued her voice quieter than usual. "We should trust them as they'd trust us if we're handing them some horrible tasting leaves to cure them from their illnesses!"

StrutEggStealer · **Reply #211 on:** August 10, 2013, 09:55:26 AM

This is good, Ruby's mind remarked, despite her initial shock. The grownups see because they understand. They will let us help! The fast runner could literally feel her anxiety melt away, and her body felt much lighter.
She reached down, to squeeze Chomper's claw in excitement, but then a dark cloud was realized. One grownup spoke out. But what about the rest of them?

(dun dun DUUN)

Kor · **Reply #212 on:** August 14, 2013, 05:02:56 PM

"We may not have much choice, none of us can go. We are all to tired." mama Flyer said, scared at the thought of having to rely on kids to save them.

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"So," Cera said more quietly to her friends and bending over to be close them so the adults could not hear, "how long till we sneak away and do what we'll be doing anyway?" She asked, expecting them to do much the same as they have before.

Ducky123 · **Reply #213 on:** August 14, 2013, 05:30:40 PM

"Oh, I do not know, nope, nope, nope! But we should better stay until they are done with thei arguing, yep, yep, yep!" Ducky said. Going off without permission seemed just not right to her... same with leaving without waving goodbye and a good old hug.

The Anonymous Person · **Reply #214 on:** August 14, 2013, 06:19:40 PM

(I know, I lied about leaving for a week. I must have more time on my hands than I thought!)

"Me think so, too!" Petrie agreed. Although he did not like to see his mama or any of the other grown-ups argue about such situations, like everyone else, he was used to it by now. Besides, they went on many adventures without their parents' permission, yet returned home safely every time, rarely, if ever, getting punishments from their families. Everyone was used to it, right?

StrutEggStealer · **Reply #215 on:** August 14, 2013, 07:54:38 PM

Everything will be okay, Ruby tried to assert through her thoughts, as if the sheer intensity of her wishes would somehow reach the grownups and make them see!

We must do this, even if they don't let us do it, she nodded to herself. She had to tell the others, but not here, not now. Later.

Kor · **Reply #216 on:** August 14, 2013, 09:46:05 PM

"I just hope the arguing doesn't go on to long." Cera said, a bit annoyed at the grown ups not just agreeing with them and letting them go off immediately.

Ducky123 · **Reply #217 on:** August 15, 2013, 07:37:11 AM

(filling in for Grandpa)

Grandpa was deep in thoughts while everyone was debatting. Although he didn't feel as bad as back when their cousins from the Land of Mists visited the Great Valley, he still knew he wouldn't even be able to leave the Great Valley, not to talk about going on a dangerous journey...
He ought to admit that their only chance to get the needed medicine was to send their children off to the Land of Mists - still a dangerous place to wander through -. In addition, he, who had collected a great wisdom in his life, hadn't heard of a illness like the one all of the Great Valley residents were suffering of. Even the wisest dinosaur in the Valley - Mr. Thicknose - hadn't seen or heard of this illness...
So would the Night Flowers said to exist in the Land of Mists even cure their desease?
Sighing he forced himself to think positive saving his thoughts for a later moment.
Instead he brought up another thought he had already figured out in the morning.
"There's no doubt that we need help!" he started his speech. "Although, under normal circumstances, I wouldn't even dare suggesting to send our children off to our own rescue, I have to now! They are our last hope!"

Kor · **Reply #218 on:** August 18, 2013, 11:25:33 PM

"Indeed, we have little choice." Mama flyer said. "I would rather one of us grown ups go but we can't, none of the ones I now of anyway."

"I do agree with Grandpa Longneck. We do indeed have no choice, as much as it terrifies me to say." Mama swimmer said.

LoyfeCycleProtector · **Reply #219 on:** August 20, 2013, 06:28:45 PM

Mr. Threehorn had been standing off at the fringe of the group, looking unusually quiet and introspective. Against the starlight, the wrinkles and age spots on his body seemed to disappear into the night. He almost looked younger, strangely enough. Had it not been for the heavy panting and the glaze in his eyes, someone might have been mistaken in thinking he wasn't sick.
His eyes rested on his daughter. He tried to give a weak smile.
"Sometimes... I imagine what it would have been like if you had ended up being like all the other threehorn girls, and just stuck to playing 'nest' all day. I imagine I'd have aged a lot better... I'd also have a lot less to look forward to," he said, forcing himself to not to cough as he felt severe inflammation at the back of his throat. He couldn't be any less than a super man in front of his daughter.
He creaked his head to the right to look at the other adults, and this action alone caused all the joints in his neck to pop like boiling water.
"They've been there before," he said simply. "And they know what to look for. We have no other options, no other plans, and no patience to sit around and wait for things to get even worse... What more is there to say? Given the circumstances, these seven are probably the toughest dinosaurs in the Great Valley."
He saw the shimmer in Cera's eye-- the blazing, battle-ready look that reminded him of her mother. He grinned, and in the dark of the night, it was once again the cocky, young grin of a threehorn who had grown up never dreaming of having kids or growing old. "If they want to go, I really don't see how we can stop them."