The young sharpteeth continued tearing into the carcass of the longneck. Not one of the spoke

as they consumed their unfortunate victim. Eventually, their hunger abated, and the six dinosaurs began

to take closer notice of who they were eating. " R-rhett!?", Littlefoot said, taking a few steps back in

shock. " What!?", Cera said, standing up, shocked as well. Spike stopped ripping into the food for a

moment. What have we done?, the beaked biter thought to himself. Ducky and Petrie ceased eating as

well. Friend, however, continued feasting. " I did not want to eat Rhett, nope nope nope.", Ducky said

sadly. " Me sorry, Rhett.", Petrie said, crestfallen. Yum. Meat., Friend said happily. Petrie looked at

Friend nervously. " You no sad Rhett dead?", he asked. Why would I be? Flatteeth, after all, exist for the

purpose of filling our bellies., Friend answered. Let's continue eating. " What did he say, Petrie?", Ducky

asked. " Him say we should keep eating.", the glider replied. Littlefoot looked at the little green two

wing. The creature looked back at him for a few seconds and then resumed eating. Littlefoot sighed.

" He's right.", he said. " What?! We can not just eat someone we know!", Cera said, argumentative as

ever. " We already are.", Littlefoot said. " YOU already are.", he added. Cera thought for a moment,

trying to come up with a counter argument. Finding none, she sighed in resignation. Nodding, she took

another bite from the longneck corpse. She shuddered as the delicious, somewhat metallic taste of

Rhett's still warm blood ran across her tongue. How can something so horrible make me feel so good?,

Cera thought uneasily. She looked over at Ducky who, from the expression on the little biter's face, Cera

could tell felt terrible about the pack's bloody deed. She was leaning against her brother's leg, tears

welling up in her eyes. Ducky glanced up Spike, who licked her on the cheek. " Hehe Spike that tickles.",

she said, giggling. The others chuckled at the lighthearted moment between the adopted siblings.

Littlefoot cleared his throat to get the others attention. " Guys, we need to discuss what our plans for

the immediate future are.", he said. " Which are?", Cera asked. " We need to find a familiar landmark

and figure out where we are.", the short snout said. He looked over at Petrie. " Can you fly up and try to

find out where we are?", Littlefoot asked. " Okay. Me go look.", Petrie said as he and Friend took off.

Littlefoot turned the remainder of the pack. " Now we'll just wait here for him to come back with

information.", he said.

Ali did not stop running until she reached the safety of the herd. " Ali, what's wrong?", her

mother asked in a worried tone. Ali's answer could barely be heard through her sobbing. " S-sharpteeth

attacked us in the forest!", the little pink longneck said, crying. The herd gasped in surprise and horror.

" It will be fine, Ali.", her mother said. " You're safe from those monsters now." " Where's Rhett?", his

mother asked, concerned that he was not with her. " He-he's dead!", Ali cried out, tears streaming down

her face. Rhett's mother gave a loud wail of anguish at the news that her only offspring had gone to the

Great Beyond. The others mothers of the herd gathered around her for support as the female longneck

began sobbing heavily.

The pack looked up from their meal as they heard a loud, mournful cry emanating from the

direction of Ali's herd. " What was that?", Ducky asked. " I don't know Ducky.", Littlefoot said. As the

pack's hunger was fully sated, Cera asked Littlefoot about their plans for the future. " Well, we'll all wait

here until Petrie shows back up.", he answered.

The Night Circle had reached the middle of the sky by the time the two flyers returned from

their scouting mission. " You no believe what we see!", Petrie said excitedly as he and his conjured

companion landed next to the pack. " What did you see?", Littlefoot asked, curious as to what the

spikejaw and twotooth had discovered. " We see lots of strange things. Their are lots of sharpteeth living

in lots of weird cave thingies.", Petrie said excitedly. " There even some with stick and rock things, like

we see with ones hunting Nohorn!", he added. The twotooth nodded enthusiastically. " Are you sure

you're not just seeing things?", Cera asked, doubting Petrie's fantastic tale. She is in a wonderful mood

this evening, is she not?, Friend asked Petrie sarcastically. " Me sure me and Friend not seeing things

that not there, just things that are there.", Petrie told Cera. " We'll check it out in the morning.",

Littlefoot said, yawning after the pack's first good meal in days. " Well, good night guys.", he said, laying

down. " Hey, we can't just go to sleep after killing someone like we just ate a Great Giving feast!", Cera

exclaimed. Oh right, we did just have a feast, didn't we?", she thought darkly. " Never mind.", she said,

laying down next the remains of their meal. " Maybe we should sleep in bushes were sharpteeth less

likely to see and eat us?", Petrie suggested. " Good idea, Petrie.", Ducky said. " Much better than your

idea to sleep next to a sharptooth." " It was dark!", Petrie exclaimed. The rest of them chuckled at the

memory. The pack made their way into the bushes just off the pathway they'd been traveling on.

" See you in the morning.", Littlefoot said as he lied down and drifted of to sleep.

Author's Notes: Thanks to JJP007 for your review. Tune in next time to see what Petrie is babbling on about.