Okay....after several prompts Chapter 5 is finally here and the flyer gets his name...Finally!
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The Gift of FaithHe woke up with a bloodcurdling scream, and didn’t understand why it had happened at all. His sleep was peaceful and uneventful, but something must have happened right before he woke up…otherwise there wouldn’t have been such a need to scream like a baby and quite possibly scare the entire valley into thinking something was wrong. But
SOMETHING WAS wrong if he had to scream like that just to wake up!
Just as he was sorting out his thoughts multiple voices could be heard from down below. As he looked over the edge of the cave the nest was resting in, he could see for a fact that his scream had indeed caused quite a bit of commotion in the valley. He could see Littlefoot, Cera, Ducky, Petrie, and Spike along with the adults coming into view.
Naturally having no kind of explanation to the reason he screamed, the Pink-eyed flyer then chose that moment, not knowing if anyone had seen him looking downwards to pretend to be asleep, which would’ve worked if Petrie’s mother hadn’t entered at the last moment.
Against everything he expected her to do laughing was absolutely the last thing from his mind. The flyer looked up and asked “If it’s not too much trouble, may I ask why you’re laughing?” and she replied “A trick like that might work on a hatchling, but not a fully grown flyer or a mother.”
Petrie’s mother then suggested “Are you feeling okay?” The Pink-eyed flyer then said “Yes, although to be honest I’m surprised anyone cares enough to actually help me.” As the flyer looked up at the mother of one of his few friends, he noticed she looked shocked, almost as if she wasn’t expecting that to come from him.
Then she picked him by his shoulders, locked eyes with him and told him “Don’t EVER lose faith in your-self. You may feel like giving up and that’s okay, you may feel like crying and that too is all right, but when you give up on your-self you’re giving into the darkest parts of who you are. And believe me those are the hardest parts to overcome. Please even if you don’t stay long, promise me you’ll always trust in yourself, no matter what.”
When all she retrieved was silence, she asked him again. “Promise me please!” she said almost at a whisper. Then he answered her “Yes, I will always believe in myself. You have my word.” The Pink-eyed flyer said. Then a voice rang out from the ground below, and it said “Hey Longtail get down here!”
The two flyers looked at each other knowing they were to only two in the cave. They both walked forward slowly, and after reaching the edge of the nest looked down to meet the numerous eyes upon them, however, almost instantly both flyers locked on the owner of the voice that had just called to them: “Who are you talking to Littlefoot?” asked Petrie’s mother
Just as Littlefoot was about to answer, Petrie flew up to their spot in the nest and pointed past his mother to the flyer directly behind her and said “He talking…to you!” beamed Petrie with happiness in his eyes.
Needless to say the flyer felt as stunned as he actually looked, he took three steps forward, looked over the edge and slowly glided down into the crowd that had gathered in the last few minutes.
Finally finding his voice again the flyer asked “Y-Y-You…gave me a-a….” Ducky walked up to him and said “Ali and Littlefoot said you didn’t have a name….” then Littlefoot chose that moment to cut in “…So when we heard you scream we followed it here, and decided...with the grown-ups help of course to give you a real name.”
Then Crea gave her input “And we decided on Longtail…for obvious reasons.” The circle in front of Petrie’s nest became quiet and waited for a response. His eyes were watering, his breathing became heavier, and he realized AGAIN he was crying, but inside he had never been this happy in his entire life.
But while he was trying to calm himself down Littlefoot spoke up once again “My grandparents once told me you only share your feelings and stories with those you consider friends….” There was an audible pause in his words, and he said “…We are friends….right?” With this new name came something of a shock.
ëAre THESE the ones I’m supposed to save? And if they are…I can’t make any mistakes in protecting them!’ Longtail thought to himself
ëAlthough I do like the new name….it actually fits my physical description.’ As he looked behind him he observed his abnormally long tail for which he had received the new name
ëand it serves as a pretty useful tool when I need it as well.’ Longtail thought to himself.
He looked up at littlefoot and said “Well now….I don’t know….we might be friends…..” and he paused and used his tail to lift up a gift to his new friend “It can’t be….” Said Littlefoot’s grandparents in unision “Yes, it is exactly what you think and see it to be….and it’s going to be Littlefoot’s special present.” And he looked at the young longneck and said
“This golden tree-star is a show of my unlimited friendship to everyone in this valley…and I want you all to know this tree-star can NOT be eaten, unless someone you truly care about is hurt and dying.” Longtail then muttered under his breath
ëI wish I had this when my mother died….it might have saved her life.’ And with that, Longtail walked past everyone gathered around him and said “I’m going to take a nap, please if anyone needs me just come find me at the Thundering Falls.”
As he arrived at the falls he noticed a beautiful young female flyer sitting at the waters edge, and as he stepped out into the light the girl turned around and meet him eye-to-eye…….
