Category: Land before Time

Rating: M

Couples: Chomper's Father(Rec)/Chomper's Mother(Tyra)

Warnings: Blood, Character Death, hints of Lemon

Chapter: Prologue

Copyright: © characters and places by United Pictures; © Plot and OC by me

Author's Note: Since the main Characters in this fic are all Sharpteeth, their talk will not be in Italics. That does not mean that they are suddenly speaking Leafeater, that'd be weird.

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The young White Star proved to be like her mother not only in looks, but also in behavior. In the beginning it would send pain lacing through Rec's heart whenever he watched the hatchling play with Tyra. It should not be like this…

He watched quietly as White Star attempted to catch a flying buzzer, jumping up to try and snap her jaws closed around it. Tyra was drinking of the nearby Fast Water, ignoring the youngster frolicking around behind her. Or so he thought…

"White Star, you'll hurt yourself." The old female warned the hatchling who was making more dangerous jumps by the minute.

"But, Mo-hom…" The young one mewled, stopping her jumping to look at the massive Sharptooth approaching her.

"No arguing." Tyra chuckled as she nudged the pale-green female, nearly toppling her. "Why don't you look for some fuzzies in the greens?"

The young one made a face, but obeyed none the less while her 'mother' joined her father.

"Are you alright?" Tyra looked him over.

"Yes." He looked at her. "It just hurts that you…" He looked away, slightly ashamed at what he had been about to say.

"That I get to raise the kid that was supposed to be White Star's?" Tyra guessed correctly. "Yes, that hurts me too, but I much prefer this than to have her be dead alongside her siblings."

"I know." He groaned softly, ensuring his daughter would not hear him. "I'm sorry."

"It's alright." She assured him. "Just try to hide it better when White Star is around, she might notice and I really don't want to tell her THAT just yet."

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In the end it was after several Cold Times – and a relocation of the family after the valley's Fast Water ran dry – that they told White Star that Tyra was not her actual mother and that her parents did not even love each other as more than friends.

She took it surprisingly well, all things considered. Meaning that she only ran off and did not scream at her parents.

Tyra followed her at a distance to ensure that she would not endanger herself while dealing with her conflicting emotions.

When the Bright Circle went to sleep neither had returned so Rec went out to search for them. His keen Sniffer easily made him pick up their trail.

He found them at the side of the Water Hole in their territory, with White Star curled up tightly at Tyra's side.

The older female was talking, the younger one listening with closed eyes. He crept closer, listening to the words. She was talking about the old White Star.

The stab in his heart was a lot less painful than he had imagined it to be.