Once everyone was ready, they all headed out in pursuit of Sharptooth. With Bron by their side; they had a better chance of defeating the Walking Terror since he can speak Sharptooth as well as Leaf Eater. The entire herd saw Sharptooth scavenging for fresh carcasses of dead dinosaurs.
"Okay; we have him at our mercy; I'll try to reason with him; if he starts attacking, come right out and help me fend him off; out here, only the strong survive," Bron explained.
The herd nodded.
"Okay; he's just hungry and looking for something to eat; it's a great time for us to advance on him," Bron claimed.
Everyone else was worried that something would happen if Bron tried to take on Sharptooth by himself.
"Don't worry; when Bron was a teenager, he took on some fast biters," Otto told the herd.
"Yeah, but; fast biters are much smaller than sharpteeth," Jade said.
"Maybe so; but, it was a pack of fast biters; kind of unusual for a longneck; and it was very brave of him; and he came out with not even a scratch," Otto replied.
Bron crouched low to the ground and started towards Sharptooth while he was feasting on a finnecked longneck.
"I'll get you Sharptooth; and soon you won't be terrorizing anybody anymore," Bron snarled.
At the sound of Bron's voice, Sharptooth looked around and saw a herd of leaf eaters. He snarled back at them. Soon enough, Bron walked up to him and they began a verbal exchange in the Sharptooth language. The others watched in awe at Bron's skills with learning a second language. However, Otto wasn't the least bit surprised.
"I sure hope he's okay; we plan on becoming mates one of these days," Jade responded.
"Don't worry; he's stronger than I was when I was his age," Otto reassured her.
Soon enough, the herd saw Bron rear up on his hind legs and slammed his front paws into the ground. That little earthshake knocked Sharptooth off balance. They started growling and snarling at each other in the Sharptooth language. All the herd could do was hide and watch. Soon enough, another longneck came onto the scene. He is dark gray with yellow eyes and has a long scar going down his right eye. He wrapped his tail around Sharptooth's left leg and pulled him to the ground. Bron slammed him into the ground with his massive weight; after that, the rest of the herd joined in and managed to stun Sharptooth into walking off a cliff. Moments later, they all cheered happily at the defeat of Sharptooth.
"Thanks for saving us; by the way, who are you?" Bron asked.
"My name is Doc; and I was just passing through; you my friend were very brave taking on the Walking Terror like that; and your skills with the Sharptooth language is flawless," Doc said.
Bron was speechless; no other dinosaur besides his family and friends have commented on his language skills.
"Well; I picked up on the language when I was a kid after so many confrontations with sharpteeth and fast biters," Bron replied.
Doc nodded. Soon enough, Doc was introduced to the rest of the heard.
"Now that Sharptooth has been defeated; all of us can continue to live in peace," Doc declared.
The herd nodded.
"Doc; for helping us defeat Sharptooth; you're welcome to stay in our herd; you don't have to if you don't want to," Otto said.
"Well; it's nice of you to offer, Otto; but, I'm more of a loner; big crowds make me uncomfortable; but, I'd be happy to come visit from time to time," Doc responded.
"Fair enough; well, it was nice to meet you," Otto claimed.
Doc nodded in agreement.
"Where are you going now?" Bron wondered.
"Wherever my heart takes me, I guess; I've heard of the Great Valley; maybe I'll go there next," Doc declared.
Bron frowned.
"I once lived in the Great Valley; me and my first wife created a family there; we also have grandchildren; however, certain circumstances have made us break up; I felt out of place after the divorce; but, I think I'll go back soon; but, I want to bring the whole herd with me," Bron explained.
Doc sighed.
"I'm sorry you had to go through that; well; you have a bunch of new friends to care for you and your family," Doc replied.
Bron smiled.
"Thanks, Doc; hopefully I'll see you around," Bron claimed.
Doc nodded and walked away. The herd wished Doc good luck with his journey to the Great Valley. Soon enough, they all went back to their home.
A/N: Sharptooth dialogue is in Italics.