OOC: I NO WANNA...but fine
Mr Threehorn heard the shouts and headed towards it,he was surprised to see a longneck child go flying. He then realized it was the same one from before,with a snort he began charging forward.
Littlefoot sat up rubbing one of his legs with his tail,a large bruise and cut was on it,a small drop of blood dripped from the wound.
Nahla was freaked,she began backing away slowly.
OOC: Littlefoot only have injury for next few posts till we timeskip so no worries...though I think I just hired Zimba's killer....ooops