In the land before time

Kor · **Reply #1420 on:** May 08, 2010, 11:25:28 AM

Petrie walked over to where the others were since many were out of the water now.

"Me think most have fun here." He said smiling.

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Grandpa Longneck nodded, "It does make sense since we are finished to go about what we usually do. Though I do agree most will want to eat, rest or do some of both." He said. "Or relax in the water for a while."

Amaranthine · **Reply #1421 on:** May 08, 2010, 07:02:59 PM

Amy smiled at Petrie's comment as well, and shrugged, "Well, flyers are indeed made for flying, and speaking of which..." then turned her attention to the swimmer.

"Unfortunately, my swimming abilities really have lessened because now I have a build for flying. Though, I at least could "fly" in the water. So I guess it's a start." She shrugged and also asked her swimmer friend, "I also was thinking, if you, me and the other GOF members are here in the past, what would that mean for the future. Is it nonexistent? Or maybe it's just standing still.
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Little Foot began to feel a bit cold himself, and realizing more and more dinos were coming out of the water, and feeling awkward about the meeting between Shorty and Alli, he stated, "Well...I'll just be over here...in the sun with the others..."

Pangaea · **Reply #1422 on:** May 19, 2010, 12:52:06 AM

Lacking a body capable of processing and digesting vegetation, and just a bit too soft and squeamish to eat the insects and other invertebrates that comprised his species’ natural diet, Pangaea’s hopes of appeasing his complaining stomach lay with finding a source of ripe fruit. He wandered a convoluted path through the undergrowth, scanning bushes and treetops in the hopes of finding one that was fruiting.

As Pangaea searched, a troubling thought suddenly occurred to him. How would he know what was good to eat? He couldn’t imagine that the ecology of the Great Valley was so convenient that none of the plants were poisonous. Surely the herbivorous dinosaurs would know which ones were edible, or be resistant to their toxins, but for a creature like him that didn’t normally eat fruit, how was he to know if one wouldn’t make him sick, or worse? Pangaea was so fearful about this that when he came across a clump of bushes bearing clusters of tiny, bluish-black berries, he only paused for a quick sniff (which yielded no olfactory information on the berries’ palatability) before moving, despite his stomach’s protests. He had no idea whether he had just missed out on one of the tastiest treats in the valley, an unpleasant taste in the mouth, or the Mesozoic equivalent of deadly nightshade, but he decided that he didn’t want to find out firsthand.

Apparently, however, luck was on his side, for Pangaea soon came across a type of fruit he recognized, not just from the LBT series, but from his own world.

“Grapes!” he exclaimed excitedly, salivating at the sight of the dozens of small, round, fuschia fruits clumped on a ladder-like network of vines climbing the tree in front of him. There weren’t that many of them; in fact, most of the ones lower down had already been eaten. But Pangaea figured that was a good sign; it told him that they were indeed good to eat. Eagerly he clambered up the tree to reach the grapes that had not yet been taken. As a human, Pangaea had never been a good climber, being uncoordinated, heavy, with poor arm and hand strength and a fear of falling. As an arboreal dinosaur, however, climbing came so naturally to him that he did it almost without a second thought (The fact that he now possessed gripping claws and a lightweight body was even more helpful). He quickly made his way up to a suitable perching branch, beside which a large bunch of the delectable fruits was conveniently hanging.

Cancerian Tiger · **Reply #1423 on:** May 27, 2010, 11:53:56 PM

Anna thought hard about her friend's question.

"Ya know, I've had a thought that the future must be standin' still as we speak, but I'm really not so sure," Anna replied as Ducky swam past them, totally unaware of the conversation.

Pangaea · **Reply #1424 on:** May 31, 2010, 12:59:54 AM

Despite his relative certainty that the grapes were safe to eat, Pangaea proceeded cautiously in verifying it. Digging the claws on his feet into the branch he was standing on, he reached out to the cluster of grapes hanging in front of him, plucking the nearest one. Out of a combination of curiosity, uncertainty, and the fact that he was very picky about the condition of the fruit he ate, Pangaea took a moment to examine the fruit. It was perfectly spherical in shape, with the same texture and overall appearance as the grapes he was familiar with, but given the fact that he was now a three-foot long dinosaur, it appeared much larger to him, like he was holding a nectarine or an orange. Pangaea sniffed it; it certainly smelled grapey to him. As if on cue, his stomach growled again. With a sigh of resignation, Pangaea decided that there was no point in putting off tasting the fruit any longer, and took a bite.

Pangaea · **Reply #1425 on:** May 31, 2010, 06:11:02 AM

To Pangaea’s delight, the grape was delicious. Its texture was just the way he liked it: firm enough to make a crunching sound when he bit into it, but also juicy and tart. And sweet. It was, in fact, considerably sweeter than the grapes Pangaea was used to. Well, I suppose they don’t call ëem “sweet bubbles” for nothing, he thought, reminding himself to use that word whenever referring to grapes while conversing with residents of the LBT world.

Now confident that these fruits were genuine Great Valley sweet bubbles, and not poisonous lookalikes, Pangaea continued eating the one he was holding. His smaller size relative to the world around him meant that he could not easily pop the whole grape into his mouth as he could when eating grapes as a human, but had to eat it bite by bite, like an apple. This turned out to be just as well, for Pangaea soon discovered that the grape contained large, hard seeds. He realized that he shouldn’t be surprised; these were wild grapes, after all; the ones he was used to were artificially cultivated and bred to be seedless. Pangaea supposed the seeds must not bother the leafeatersóeven Ruby could just crush them in her beakóbut his own jaws weren’t adapted for chewing or crushing; he could only bite off chunks, pulp them a bit against his teeth and the roof of his mouth, and swallow them. So he just picked the seeds out or ate around them, like he was eating a cherry or peach.

After finishing the first grape (a task which only took a few seconds once he worked out how to deal with the seeds), Pangaea again reached out to the hanging cluster and picked another, which he quickly polished off as well. He didn’t bother to keep track of time or how many grapes he ate, but within a few minutes he was feeling sated. Obviously he had a much smaller stomach to fill now. However, if his appetite as a dinosaur was anything like the one he had as a human, Pangaea figured that it wouldn’t be long before he felt like eating again. It usually didn’t take too large a meal to make him feel full, but it was his experience that he could stuff himself to the gills and still feel hungry a few hours later. He wondered if he could take a few grapes with him to eat later.

Kor · **Reply #1426 on:** May 31, 2010, 08:30:28 AM

(ooc: Never mind)

Cancerian Tiger · **Reply #1427 on:** May 31, 2010, 02:40:17 PM

Just then, Anna looked over at Cera. She was concerned about the little threehorn's sudden change in mood.

"'Scuse me, I'm gonna go see if Cera's okay," Anna said as she exited the water and headed in Cera's direction. As she was walking along, she looked up and saw some treesweets that looked exactly like the watermelon-like treesweets Ducky and Cera had shown her the day before. Always game for sweets, she reached up and plucked four of the hard fruits from the tree. She figured she would save a couple of them for later. Since she was much larger as a swimmer than a human, Anna was not nearly as quiet when she walked. She caught the attention of Cera when she came within approximately ten feet of her. Anna did the first thing that came to her mind when Cera looked up at her, which was to crack a smile.

"Hey there," Anna piped.

"What do you want?" Cera snapped. This caused Anna to stop in her tracks.

"Geez, I'm sorry for whatever I did. I was just worried so I wanted to make sure you're okay," Anna replied in a surprised manner.

"Well, for your information, I'm fine," Cera barked with all the pride she could muster up. However, she had forgotten to mask her expression of sadness. Anna rolled her eyes in response to Cera before she stepped closer to her.

"Hey, I may have been born at night but I sure was not born yesterday. Whatever the problem is, I'm sure I've been around long enough to know how to help," Anna replied as she set the treesweets down. When she tried to sit down, she realized it would be nearly impossible for her since she did not have any trees to lean on in the clearing. Even though she was a human in a swimmer's body, her design made it more challenging for her to sit how she normally did on a flat, open surface. That being the case, Anna decided to change back into a human for some time. As soon as she did that, she sat just a few inches away from Cera.

"What would you know about what my problem is?" Cera growled.

"Did I ever say I know? I haven't even been told what it is," Anna said as she straightened her glasses on her nose. "Does it have somethin' to do with not knowing how to swim as well as some of the others?"

"Well, sort of, but you'd better not tell anybody we had this conversation," Cera replied with a glare.

"First of all," Anna replied as she reached out and held a pointed index finger against Cera's horn. "Don't threaten me. I don't take kindly to threats, nor am I willing to be friends with somebody who threatens me. Secondly, your secrets are safe with me. I have a very hard time trusting folks, but I like for myself to be known as somebody who can be trusted. Now, please tell me what's wrong." Anna then set her hand back in her lap.

"Well, it's just...I...um...alright, already. When you were teaching me how to swim, it reminded me of my mother. See, I could not swim as well as my sisters, and they would tease me about it. My mother told me she would teach me how to swim, but that chance never came. I'm not sure how much you really know about my past, but she and my sisters...they...well, um," Cera's voice began to crack.

"I figured," Anna softly replied. "We humans were never informed of that, but many of us suspected it all along. I'm sorry, Cera."

"Tell me something, Anna. Have you ever lost a parent?" Cera sniffed as a stray tear escaped her. Anna was not in the least bit surprised. In fact, she was pleased Cera was letting her real feelings out.

"If you're referring to death, not in that sense. My situation was mostly similar to Spike's. I was adopted, and then my parents split a few years later. My father did not seem to want to have anything to do with my upbringing after that. We never got along, and have not spoken in the last couple of years. Nothing I ever did was good enough, and all I heard from him was how bad I was. So, basically I grew up without a father. However, since I was never close to him, I can't begin to imagine how hard it was to lose your mother, along with your sisters," Anna said.

"He sounds like Daddy," Cera sobbed.

"Your dad may be kinda rough, but there's a huge difference between the two. Your father really does care about his family, and especially yourself, Cera. He's misguided, but he tries his best with what he knows and he only wants to ensure you're safe and healthy. I wish I could say the same about mine," Anna replied.

"But, I still miss my mother and sisters a lot," Cera choked as she cried harder. As if out of a reflex, Anna came up to Cera and embraced her as best as she could. Anna was afraid she had just signed her own death certificate, knowing how Cera did not normally like such attention. However, it surprised her when Cera simply rested her head on her shoulder and continued to sob.

"It'll be okay, Cera. They're up in the...I believe y'all call it the Great Beyond. They're watchin' over your family and yourself. Our loved ones are never truly gone," Anna whispered. After a few minutes passed, Cera was able to recompose herself. Anna let Cera go when she felt her lift her head.

"Feel better now?" Anna asked with a smile.

"Yeah, I guess. Thanks for listening," Cera sniffed.

"No prob. Looks like you're gonna need to go wash up. Your face is all tear-stained," Anna said. This caused Cera to let out a little chuckle.

"Yeah, but when nobody else is around to see me like this," Cera replied. Anna rolled her eyes and sighed.

"Some things never change," Anna chuckled.

"Yeah, including my sweet tooth. I could go for some treesweets right now," Cera said.

"Well, by a strange coincidence, I brought your favorite. Help yourself," Anna said as she gestured to the treesweets she had brought.

"But, I thought those were for you," Cera replied as she slowly stood up. When she did not hear a response from Anna, she looked down only to see Anna staring back in shock.

"What?" Cera demanded.

"Its just, since comin' to your world, never had I truly noticed how big ya really are," Anna gasped.

"Are you calling me fat?!" Cera snapped as she tapped Anna with her horn, causing her to fall over.

"No! Not at all! It's just, compared to a human, you're so big," Anna explained. Cera blushed in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Anna. I thought you were calling me fat," Cera replied before she stretched out so Anna could take hold of her horn.

"It's okay, Cera," Anna giggled as she took hold of Cera's horn. Unaware of how light Anna actually was, Cera flung her head up, causing Anna to fly several feet up in the air.

"Whoa, s***!" Anna yelped before she landed on her feet on the ground.

"What's with you pipsqueaks being so easy to toss around?" Cera laughed. This caused Anna to laugh along with her. Just then, when Anna reached up to fix her left tank top strap, she noticed her entire shoulder was drenched. The joint hurt a little from having beared the weight of Cera's head, but Anna did not care.

"Threehorn tears," Anna noted.

"I'm sorry," Cera said.

"Hey, don't worry. It'll dry up. Here, lemme transform back so I can join ya in eating those yummy treesweets," Anna said before she transformed back into a swimmer. She and Cera then cracked into the treesweets and consumed the sweet contents of the treesweets.

Pangaea · **Reply #1428 on:** May 31, 2010, 05:43:36 PM

Looking up at the remaining grapes, Pangaea saw that he had eaten most of those on the side of the clump facing him. The section of vine the bunch was hanging from curled above and away from the branch, so Pangaea had had a small gap to lean over every time he had reached for a grape. Now that he had eaten most of the immediately accessible ones, it wouldn’t be as easy to pick any more. But Pangaea had another idea: maybe he could tear off the whole cluster. It would be heavy, but much easier to carry than a small pile of grapes separately plucked from the vine. The hard part would be cutting through the stem that attached the bunch to the vine. Pangaea figured that he might be able to bite through it, though he wasn’t sure if he would be able to hold onto it afterwards. He looked up at the arched section of the main grapevine. He doubted it could support his entire weight, but perhaps he could use it as a handhold while he severed the stem. If he could hang on to the grape bunch long enough to regain a secure foothold on the branch, he could carry it down the tree. If he couldn’t, he would just let the grapes drop, and with luck, a few would be unbruised and still clinging to the stem afterwards, and he could climb down and THEN pick them up.

“Aw, what the heck,” he muttered to himself, deciding to give it a shot. Once again clamping his toe claws down on his perch, Pangaea leaned over the gap between him and the grape cluster. Stretching up with his arms, he grabbed ahold of the main vine the grapes were suspended from. The vine rocked a little, but didn’t break. Relieved, Pangaea moved onto the next step. He grasped the stem that connected the bunch to the vine, just below the point he planned to sever it. It wasn’t easy, as his wing feathers got in the way a little, but he managed to hold the vine steady as he brought his jaws to bear. This was even harder; he had to stretch out his neck and twist it to the side in order for his mouth to grip the stem. Once he did so, he found that his many small, sharp teeth did not cut cleanly through the stem as he had (perhaps vainly) hoped. “Why are these things always so hard to cut?” Pangaea grumbled through his teeth as he attempted to gnaw through the stem.

Unfortunately, multi-tasking was not one of Pangaea’s strong suits, and as he concentrated on biting through the stem, he became absentminded about maintaining his grip on the branch. With most of his weight leaning over the side of the branch, supported partially by the one hand he was using to cling to the grapevine, it wasn’t long before disaster struck: Pangaea’s foot claws tore free of the bark. Feeling gravity take hold, he reflexively scrambled for something to hold onto . . . which ended up being the bunch of grapes. Unfortunately, his added weight caused the stem connecting the grapes to the main vine to snap. The resulting joltóand the fact that a cluster of thin grape stems and smooth grapes didn’t make for very sturdy handholdsócaused Pangaea to lose his grip and fall, followed by the severed grape clump. “Aw, crap!” he squawked, “Not again!”

Kor · **Reply #1429 on:** May 31, 2010, 09:47:50 PM

Not seeing anyone near him Petrie flew off, looking around for something to do. Looking around below him he saw what looked like Ducky, but seeing the 2 others she was with knew it was one of Ducky's sisters. Petrie landed nearby.

Cancerian Tiger · **Reply #1430 on:** June 01, 2010, 12:34:35 AM

"Now, THAT was refreshing!" Anna said as she finished her portion of the treesweets.

"Tell me about it. BUUUUUUUUUURRRRP!" Cera belched. This caused Anna to laugh.

"Good one, Cera!" she laughed, until she felt an air bubble rise up out of her stomach. "BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRP!"

"Daaaamn!" Cera replied. This caused Anna to stop laughing.

"Hey, lemme tell ya somethin' 'bout that word ya just used. That's for older folks, okay? You're still a bit too young to be talkin' like that. Got that?" Anna gently but firmly told her friend.

"Yeah, I got it. Can I at least say...?" Cera was interrupted when Anna poked Cera on the horn again.

"No! Don't use ANY of those words. I don't wanna get in trouble with your father 'cuz ya learned that language from me," Anna said.

"Hehe, what would he know about that language?" Cera giggled.

"True, but I don't wanna risk not bein' allowed to hang out with ya again 'cuz you're cussin'. Just listen to me, okay?" Anna replied.

"Oh, alright," Cera grumbled as Anna stood up.

"I've gotta admit, though, you're impression of my 'daaaamn' was perfect," Anna giggled as Cera got up. Cera joined in on her laughter.

"C'mon, Cera. Let's go back and join the others," Anna said as she started walking toward the Thundering Falls. As she did that, she was unaware of the treesweet rinds they had left on the ground.

"Gahhhh!" Anna squawked in startlement as her right foot got snagged in a rind and her feet flew out in front of her, causing her to land hard on her back. THUD! Anna groaned as the sky above her continued to spin out of control, but then she broke out into a histerical fit of laughter. As her field of vision became still again, Cera's face appeared above hers.

"Hahaha...are...ha...you...hahahaha...okay...*snort*?!" Cera laughed harshly as she spoke. This only caused Anna to laugh harder.

"Uh...Anna? You're scaring me," Cera said more seriously. This, however, did not phase her friend. It took a couple of minutes for Anna to calm down before she could stand herself up safely.

"Oh, Cera! That was hilarious!" Anna giggled as she wiped tears of laughter away. "By the way, we should move those rinds so nobody really gets hurt."

"Good idea," Cera replied before the two stored the rinds in a much safer location out of anybody's path. Once that was finished, they made their way back to the Thundering Falls.

Belmont2500 · **Reply #1431 on:** June 02, 2010, 03:07:17 PM

Belmont walked out of the Valley's center and walked into the outskirts, there he began to climb up the great wall, once he got to the top, he sighed "Into the Mysterious Beyond I shall go,there are many answers about this point in time that I seek, maybe I'll find a way back home" Belmont thought aas he began to climb down the wall and into the Mysterious Beyond...

Amaranthine · **Reply #1432 on:** June 08, 2010, 08:06:05 PM

Amy overheard Anna and Cera's conversation and could not help but bust out laughing. She said to both of them, "Nice guys! Very nice!"

Little Foot laughed as well and he went next to Amy.
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Mr. Three Horn was at his nest just resting after working so hard on the hole. When everyone was done, everyone left the site and went about their own business. Mr. Three Horn was left alone with his own, lingering thoughts.

Huh, I wonder where those kids are now...I'm guessing near the Thundering Falls. I just hope none of those new comers do any funny business with us. If they do...they will know what's coming to them...
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Red Claw decided to take a walk and practice his skills with his sniffer and hearing. Now that he was blind, he could use other senses. So getting up he told his comrades, "Well...you two planning to do anything? I'll be off a little ways, I might as well practice getting used to not having my sight."

Kor · **Reply #1433 on:** June 08, 2010, 10:28:41 PM

"What you 3 up to?" Petrie asked Diver and her two friends.

"We were thinking of going swimming for a while." Rhyn said.

"That certainly sounds like fun. But you don't like to swim do you Petrie?" Diver asked.

"Me no swim." He looked at Rhyn. "Petrie never hear of flying who swims before." He said.

"Diver taught me how to swim during our journey together." Rhyn said.

"yea, and she can teach you too." Mia said nodding.

Pangaea · **Reply #1434 on:** June 09, 2010, 02:47:52 AM

Pangaea hit the ground, belly-down, with a grunt. The fact that his wings had been partially spread on the way down, providing air resistance, meant that the fall was not especially painful, though it was still jarring. More uncomfortable was the shower of grapes that descended upon him immediately thereafter, many of them bouncing off his head and back, culminating in the main cluster (with its remaining grapes) landing on top of him.

“Ullff,” Pangaea groaned, “Yep . . . yep . . . yep . . . that hurt.” Pushing the grapes off his back, he dazedly stood up. “I think I overestimate my abilities as a tree climber,” he said to himself as he began brushing himself off.

“Boy, if anyone had been watching that, that would have looked really stupid,” he muttered.

No sooner had Pangaea said those words than he heard a crunch. Looking to his right, he saw a clubtail, a hollowhorn, and a Brachiosaurus-type longneckóthe latter in the process of chewing a mouthful of foliageóstaring at him from between the trees several feet away. There was an awkward silence that lasted a few seconds . . . until the longneck munched the leaves in its mouth again.

“I have nothing to say,” Pangaea said, struggling slightly to keep a straight face. He proceeded to pick up the stem with its remaining grapes, as well as a few loose ones on the ground (as many as he could easily carry), before strolling off nonchalantly, like a cat that had just taken an awkward fall off a sofa attempting to maintain its dignity by acting as if nothing had happened.

“If I left any, they’re all yours,” he told the gawking leafeaters.

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“Nah,” Screech grunted, lying down and scratching an itch on the side of his head with a toe claw, “My stomach’s full from eating that sharptooth you killed. My only plans were to rest for a while. Just roar if ya need us to help you with something.”

Pangaea · **Reply #1435 on:** June 20, 2010, 12:18:26 AM

Pangaea ambled through the forest with the clump of grapes slung over his shoulder and a small pile of loose ones in arm, looking for all the world like a saurian Santa Claus on his way to deliver gifts to the fruit-loving dinosaurs of the Great Valley. Back in his own universe, Pangaea had a habit of carrying large loads of groceries, library books, school supplies, and trash/recyclables all at once (rather than making multiple trips), so carrying all the grapes was not especially challenging to him. It helped that his wing feathers provided a sort of basket for the loose grapes, preventing them from slipping out of his grip. Still, it was a little hard to hold onto them, and more than once a grape or two popped from the pile and rolled out of Pangaea’s grasp, forcing him to set down the bunch over his shoulder and pick them up. One time when he dropped a grape just after picking his bundle back up, he simply leaned forward and picked it up in his mouth. As he continued on, he started to bite into the grape, and eventually crushed it in his jaws and swallowed it, realizing at that point that he felt like eating once more.

Eventually Pangaea reached the Thundering Falls again, not far from where he had come out after his swim. Pangaea set down his fruity cargo on the grass along the bank, and sat down beside it. He twiddled his thumbs (impressed that he could still do that as a dinosaur), glanced around at the dinosaurs and GOF members presentónone of whom were particularly close by at the moment, and absently started nibbling on a grape as the gears of his ever-restless mind began to turn . . .

Kor · **Reply #1436 on:** June 20, 2010, 01:51:20 AM

"Me no sure about learning to swim. " Petrie said to the others he was with. Shaking his head since he was not sure about going anywhere near water except to take a bath or get a drink and then only going near or into very shallow water to do those 2.

"It's not hard." Rhyn said, "I thought it was at first." She said to petrie.

Amaranthine · **Reply #1437 on:** July 01, 2010, 12:35:52 AM

Amy turned to see Pangaea near the Thundering Falls. She really had nothing to do, so she went towards him and said, "Hey Pangaea, I'm just wondering...do..." She stalled for a moment to repeat what she said to Anna.

"Do you think that we will get out of the Great Valley at all? Not that I REALLY want to leave but you know...it feels strange to be in a world where you know that an end will come to it...it's strange knowing the future."
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Red Claw scanned his surroundings with his hearing and little by little, he began to rely on his hearing. Also he relied on the Earth to sense different surroundings. In some ways he was actually even more dangerous as a predator due to losing eye sight. He could understand and detect where everything was. The trees, the crawling creatures upon the ground, the sound of wings flapping, and of course, the pounding of dinosaur feet.

Cool. He thought to himself as he realized this. However, he still believed that justice had to be served for himself and probably to every predator that had to be humiliated with loosing a certain sense. To get closure with that flyer that made his sight go before his eyes. Literally.

Pangaea · **Reply #1438 on:** July 02, 2010, 01:59:23 AM

Being the shy, jumpy character that he was, Pangaea was a little startled by Amy’s arrival (having been too deep in thought to have noticed her approaching). His entire body gave a sudden, brief twitch at the sound of her voice, but his surprise quickly faded (This happened regularly with him; he could be fleetingly spooked by a stack of melting ice cubes collapsing in an otherwise empty beverage glass). He was glad to see Amy, though; he had been hoping for someone to talk to.

“Oh, hi,” he greeted Amy in his typical meek tone. He then took a moment to make sure no native dinosaur was within earshot before responding to her question.

“Umm . . . Your guess is as good as mine,” he said with a shrug. “I . . . didn’t really get to hear anyone else’s story, but if the rest of you got here anything like I did, then we all arrived pretty spontaneously. Y’know; we didn’t exactly buy tickets to Trans-Universal Airways and have them whisk us off for a little vacation in The Land Before Time. It just happened, and we didn’t have much say in the matter. Not that I regret it happening, though.

“Anyway, what I’m getting at is, if it is possible for us to go back home, I’m guessing that we’ll probably leave the same way we arrived.” Pangaea suddenly felt apprehensive, contemplating the possibility that he, at any time, might be unexpectedly sucked back home, without so much as a chance to say goodbye to Guido or anyone else he had met. “I sure wish we had control over it,” he sighed.

Pangaea next considered Amy’s comment on knowing the future. It pained him to think that all the inhabitants of the valleyóand every other non-avian dinosaur on the planetówould one day be gone. He did see a hopeful window of possibility that this might not be the truth, however:

“Also . . . uh . . . are you sure this is even the past?” he asked, “I mean, what are the odds that we go back in time and find the exact same characters from the Land Before Time movies living for real in a real-life Great Valley? Personally, I think it’s more likely that this is another universe entirely.”

Cancerian Tiger · **Reply #1439 on:** July 04, 2010, 11:49:11 PM

It wasn't long before Anna began to feel weird again. Not from low blood sugar this time, but actually from consuming too many sweets. In addition, she noticed that she was starting to feel a little sluggish. She knew this meant that she had not been eating any real sources of protein or vitamin B12. Anna then looked around at her herbivore friends. She knew they would not appreciate her eating any non-plant living things around them.

"Hey, I'll see y'all later. I've gotta go find me some other kind of food," Anna said before she left the Thundering Falls area. As soon as she was away from the others, she morphed back into her human form before she looked around for a long, relatively straight and sturdy stick. Once she found that, she looked around for a sharp rock but could not find one.

"Maybe closer to the water," Anna said to herself as she followed the sound of a stream. Once she found the stream, she looked through the rocks that lined the stream until she found a jagged one to sharpen one end of the stick with.

"Perfect," Anna blurted before she turned in the direction the stream flowed. "Where streams flow, rivers are found." With that, she began to follow the stream, unaware that she was being followed by some curious friends of hers.