Chapter 9

Littlefoot had followed the tracks for some days now.

As he walked, he thought about his feelings. He didn't know what to do about them, but they kept coming back. His nights hadn't been the best.

He always thought about where Ali was, and if she was unharmed and safe.

The thought of what he would do if she died, had crossed his mind more than once. He didn't know, nor would he want to.

Every time he tried to think of something else, he would suddenly see Ali's face, and he would concentrate on her again.

One morning he came past a lake, and he stopped for a drink.

As he drank, a shadow moved towards him from the middle of the lake.

Suddenly something jumped out of the forest and into the clear ground behind Littlefoot.

Littlefoot jumped around ready to fight, but instead his eyes widened.

In front of him stood another male longneck.


Ali looked in shock as she heard Sirah tell her story. Apparently, her herd had been moving through the area, when they were attack by pack hunters and forced into the caves. There were more young dinosaurs in the caves, but these numbers were thinned out, as the days went by.

Ali, on the other hand, had no memorise of what had happened with her since the night a black and white creature came and moved her away.

"So what do we do know?" Sirah asked.

Ali was about to say something, when she heard a scream, a scream more terrifying than anything she had ever heard.

Ohh no, not another one" she said with a frightened voice.

"That was not a longneck" Sirah said "that was a scream from a pack hunter".

Ali didn't understand, but she didn't have the time either.

A black figure came over.

"You are the last ones" It said, with the most evil voice there could ever be "so prepare yourself, for your… hmm… destiny".

Ali and Sirah both looked at each other, both feeling fear and panic crawling up their spine.