“Cera’s sleeping place is right through here,” Guido said as he led Pangaea through a dense clump of bushes. As he pushed aside a leafy branch, it swung back and struck the larger glider in the face. Pangaea let out a squawk, more out of surprise than in pain, which in turn caused Guido to jump.
“You okay?” he asked, turning to look at Pangaea.
“Uhh...y–y–yeah, I’m fine,” Pangaea replied as he brushed the leaves out of his head feathers. He had always been accident-prone, and tended to produce alarming vocal expulsions even when he wasn’t actually hurt. But he was also feeling exceptionally jumpy at the moment, not just because of the anticipation he feltóknowing that he would soon meet someone he had effectively known his whole life, but never actually seen personallyóbut out of the knowledge that it would probably also mean an encounter with a particular dinosaur whose bad side he definitely did NOT want to get on...
“Um...Guido? I have to ask you something. How well do you get along with Cera’s dad?”
“Well, uh, he seems to trust me,” Guido said, “ever since I helped save his daughter Tricia from going over a waterfall. He even asks me to babysit her sometimes, and I’ve never said no. You’d have to be crazy to answer no to that guy’s face.”
“Yeah,” Pangaea nodded, smirking nervously, “I know.”
Guido turned his head to stare at him. “You do?”
“Erm...eh...er...uh...gah!” Pangaea cursed himself. He had done it again; had hinted at the fact that he already knew about everybody in the LBT world. Hastily he tried to cover his mistake. “Uh...I mean...I know ëcause I’ve heard stories about him. How never to make him mad.”
Guido nodded and laughed softly. “Heh-heh, good advice. So, you still want to see if Cera’s home?”
Pangaea took a deep breath. “I guess so,” he said, attempting to quell his anxious shivering.
“Well, then, c’mon! Right through here!” Ducking down, Guido scurried under one last bush. Pangaea followed him, parting the foliage that blocked his way, and stepped out into a clearing.
In the center of the clearing lay two dinosaurs: a yellow one (whom Pangaea estimated would be at about the same eye level as him if she stood up) who appeared to be asleep, and a smaller pink one that was leaning up against her. Pangaea's heart rate seized up, then accelerated as he recognized the pair as Cera and Tricia.
(OOC: Cancerian Tiger: Is Tricia asleep, too?)