"Littlefoot headed in this direction?" questioned Janet.

Janet, Rhett, Cera, Spike, Petrie, and Ducky were on the path of the forest again. They had only stayed for a couple of hours, resting, eating, and drinking. During that time, Cera and Petrie explained why they called Littlefoot over to the Great Valley. A drought had plagued the valley, and with only limited amounts of water, they would all die. If it wasn't for Littlefoot, they wouldn't have never found this place and lived. This news made Janet feel even guiltier for getting mad at him. If she would've demanded him to stay, she would've indivertibly gotten them killed. It was nice to see and confront them. Cera looked towards the south, the direction where the Great Valley was.

"He most likely went down to where the Great Valley was, but I believe he went a little towards the direction of the setting bright circle."

"Was that in English?" asked Rhett, giving Cera a blank face.

Janet sighed.

"She means southwest."

"Yeah, I guess. Anyways, he most likely going to go to the river of the Great Valley and follow it north."

"Alright," nodded Janet.

She faced Rhett and smiled.

"You got that?"

"Yeah, yeah."

"But Janet."

Janet faced Ducky.

"You haven't told us why you're out here, looking for Littlefoot. We only know that Rhett is here making sure Ali is safe. Yep, yep."

Janet glanced at Rhett and half-closed her eyes. He just lightly smiled. Janet sighed and faced Ducky.

"Well, I guess I owe you the truth. Everything about meeting Littlefoot and traveling to Green Valley is true, but I left out one huge part. Once Littlefoot and I got to Green Valley, we were…dating."

Cera's eyes widened.

"Wait. You and Littlefoot were…"

Janet nodded.

"Well, that's a shocker," said Spike. "So how come Ali got here first before you? I thought Littlefoot and Ali were together."

"Unless he's a two-timer," brought up Petrie.

Janet shook her head. She got the impression that Ali had kissed Littlefoot while they were here, but she wasn't too sure. She just gave a calm face.

"No, he's not that. In Green Valley, the longnecks gather for mating season. On the night before, Littlefoot and I had a fight. He needed to save his friends, you guys, from the drought of the Great Valley. I…don't know what came over me. I grew out of control and told him that I didn't want to see him, but I guess I was more heartbroken than scared. It felt like my past was replayed, and I still didn't know how to combat it. But now, I see what I did was wrong, and I shouldn't have shown a grudge towards him. He was just doing the right thing, and I'm glad he did. Now, I've met you, and I realize on why Littlefoot cares about you: you all are great friends."

Cera grinned.

"Well, where else was he going to find great friends?"

"But Janet, are you sure you can't stay longer?" asked Ducky.

"The more we rest, the more Littlefoot gets ahead. We would love to, but we can't."

"But-"

"We understand," said Spike. "Littlefoot only left a bright circle ago, so you're close."

Rhett nodded.

"It's good to see hearts have not changed," he said and turned around. "See ya guys."

Rhett started slowly walking towards the direction Littlefoot and Ali took. Ducky waved at him.

"Bye Rhett."

"Bye," the rest of the group, excluding Janet, said.

They looked from Rhett's tail to Janet's face.

"I hope things work out for you, Janet," said Cera.

"Me too. Well, I see you later."

Janet turned around and walked towards Rhett, catching up to him.

"Bye," Littlefoot's four friends chorused.

They watched the longnecks go down the path through the forest. Once the longnecks were about a block away, Cera sighed.

"Well, there's a love…um…three-wall thing for you."

"You mean a love three-sided shape," suggested Spike.

"Yeah," she said, "I think. Humph, I wish there was a name for it."

Petrie smiled.

"Me know. How about a triangle?"

Spike. Cera, and Ducky looked at him with weird and confused expressions.

"Why would you call it that?" asked Spike. "I mean, where did you get that from?"

"Well, me thinking that triplets mean three, so I used the first sound of it."

"But where do you get angle from?"

"Angle is…um…mmm… Me don't know, but it sounds right."

"But I think triside makes more sense because it's a thing with three sides."

Petrie paused to think.

"Me guess."

There was a long pause before Ducky spoke.

"But I get what Cera means. However, I see two love trisides put together."

"You mean a love square?" wondered Petrie.

Spike and Cera looked at him, annoyed by the fact he was giving shapes ridiculous names. Petrie nervously smiled.

"Me stop now."

Ali just stared as the sharptooth approached her. Her fear had taken control of her body, and it told her to stand still. She trembled with every step that the Tyrannosaurus took. She gulped.

Well, she thought, this is it. I never thought I would die alone… I won't ever hear Littlefoot's confession.

"Hey! Get away from her!"

The Tyrannosaurus stopped and looked back, only to get rammed down by a male longneck. The reddish-brown longneck now stood in a fighting stance in front of Ali. She sighed happily and in relief.

"Littlefoot," she breathed.

He glanced back.

"I told you to stay in the place."

Ali narrowed her eyes a bit.

"We'll talk later. We have a sharptooth in front of us."

Littlefoot looked forward and down at the sharptooth.

"Alright. I'm ready."

The sharptooth got to its feet and roared.

"Ow. That hurt, you know."

Ali and Littlefoot stood in shock. It seemed that this purple-scaled sharptooth could talk to herbivores.

"You talk?" wondered Littlefoot.

The sharptooth faced Littlefoot and Ali with its red, caring eyes.

"I heard you whisper Littlefoot," the sharptooth said to Ali and then faced Littlefoot. "Littlefoot, don't you remember me?"

Littlefoot looked at the sharptooth with a keener eye and realized who it was.

"Chomper?"

The twenty-foot Tyrannosaur smiled.

"You do remember."

Littlefoot looked back at the shaken Ali and smiled.

"It's okay. He won't bite."

"… But I saw him eating the dead dinosaur over there."

Chomper and Littlefoot turned to where the half-eaten Deinonychus. Chomper faced her.

"Well, I wasn't going to let it go to waste."

A surprised Littlefoot faced Chomper.

"But I thought you only ate bugs."

"Well, once you've grown, you have to eat meat. I couldn't really survive eating bugs for the rest of my life."

"But how?" Ali managed to ask. "Don't you hunt and kill?""

"I mostly eat dead things that are fresh. Sometimes, I do hunt, but only for other sharpteeth if I'm really hungry. In fact, I did have a fast-biter earlier. I've never eaten a leaf-eater as long as I lived."

Another roar was heard deep within the forest. It was a low-frequency roar. It made Ali shiver a bit as Chomper smiled.

"What was that?" Ali asked nervously.

"It's mating season, and it appears a female has entered my forest."

"Mating season for you-" began Littlefoot in a question.

"It isn't safe here. You take her and go. If this female comes and sees you, she'll hunt you down and kill you. They are more vicious than me."

Littlefoot nodded.

"Our time was short, Chomper."

"But I hope I'll see you again," said Chomper.

Littlefoot smiled.

"Me too, and I'm sorry for knocking you down."

Chomper grinned.

"Don't worry about it. Now, go."

Chomper walked back into the forest, slowly being shrouded by the trees. A low call was heard from him. Littlefoot beamed and looked back at Ali.

"Let's get out of here."

She nodded. Silently, the two exited the forest and walked to the spot where Littlefoot previously rested. It was going to be a long talk.