Amy heard growling in the distance as well as Tria. They completely were clueless on what was going on, but they knew something was obviously wrong.
Without any other words or so much as a glance to each other, Amy went on Tria's back and Tria rode into the rainy, dark night. She also heard her mate's call, obviously of rage and anger.
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Mr. Three Horn was in rage by what he heard, how dare and outsider, a...strange outsider say anything like that. Well, Mr. Three Horn was not going to take it and he stared at all of the other Great Valley members and he stated, "Everyone, stay strong, we came in this battle, to fight these sharpteeth and I will do it, for you, not for these stragglers!"
There was a murmor of agreement, yet reluctance among the crowd. Obviously there were dinosaurs that liked these "human-dinosaurs". Still, they were also threated and weary of the words they heard.
Mr. Three Horn and some other dinosaurs followed him and they charged through the trees see another sight coming their way, which made Mr. Three Horn and the others skid to a halt.
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A familiar low growl emerged from behind Screech and Thud. A massive, nasty scared head slowly revealed itself from the trees and he walked toward his comrades and towards the little biter as if in slow motion. While he could not see the white fast biter or anyone else, but he sure could tell that the tension in the air was reaking as much as underground water.
"You believe that we, sharpteeth are the most inferior species in the land? I must agree that these leaf chewers are completely fallible, but if you think you can outwit and call us this without so much proof, you are not by any means valuing your life!"
He roared almost demonically at the last sentence. He had enough of fast biters doing things that he could do in ten seconds flat. He was tired of being blind, being defeated, and being miscalculated. But now, he was ready to kill.
"FAST BITERS! SMITE THEM ALL!"