"Hey, lookie there!" Petrie called out the rest of the gang from above. They were play chasing frogs on the nearby river, and Petrie was suddenly calling out to them as he perched on a tree. "There's a tree-star on the last branch I'm sitting on, and if you guys don't catch it, then-" He paused to take a lick on the tree-star. "I'll eat it!'
The gang stopped to look up at Petrie. He, indeed, was jumping up and down the branch, waving the tree-star. They were so eager to eat the tree-star, as if it was their favourite food; that they ran out of the river and to an old dead tree. "Alright, " replied Littlefoot. It has been two weeks since they made it to the Great Valley. The most memorable thing he remembered was the loss of his mother due to and interventable Sharptooth, and to fforget this sad memory, he started to play with his new friends. " Let's go play another game then! C'mon guys! Let's go and get that tree-star!" And with that he chased Petrie into the open plains, through four longcrests, and both happy with laughter. The others are also very eager to eat the tree-star. Ducky hopped onto Spike and called out to him, saying, "Giddyup, Spikey, giddyup! Let's not waste this opportunity." Spike ran off, and Cera followed, replying, "Wait for me!"
The gang laughed as they followed Petrie as he flew through very large Longnecks, and as Petrie flew, but he could barely move on. He huffed and puffed, as he flew. Spike, on the other hand, was catching up with him. He outran both Littlefoot and Cera, and is no going to take the ultimate prize. And then suddenly, Petrie could not fly on anymore. He stopped to rest on a nearby rock, and then Spike knocked him down, making him fall onto the ground, whileas Spike gobbles up the tree-star in almost no time at all. Littlefoot and Cera then caught up with Petrie, looking dazed, from such a long chase. "Nice try with the chase," Cera convinced him. "Try harder next time." Littlefoot agreed and said, "Well, we can just go on and try play another..." But then he stopped when he saw that a elderly Clubtail walked out of the cave and into the valley, injured in the underside and blood dropping as he went, but very happy. "Rooter!" He called out, and ran towards the old Clubtail, followed by the rest of his gang.
"Gosh, Rooter. I'm so happy to have you back. How did you manage to get to the Great Valley?" Littlefoot exclaimed happily, followed by the others, saying "Yeah, how?" repeatedly. Rooter just chuckled. "Well kids, on my way I met a clan of Footclaws who wanted to kill me and eat my stomach. I fought an outrageous battle with them, but one of them slashed its claws on my belly and blood squrted out. I was about to bellow them away, when suddenly a very grand Longneck made that bellow for me. The Footclaws were so horrified by that bellow, that they ran away." he told them. Ducky was excited to know that Longneck, so asked him, "Well who is that Longneck?" "Well, it is Littlefoot's grandfather." Rooter answered and turned his head to see a very grand Longneck walk into the valley, continuing,"Oh, there he is!"
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