I wonder what grandpa wants? Thought Littlefoot as he walked towards the council rocks.
Well I'm going to find out soon enough!
When the young adult arrived his herd greeted him as usual, well this is normal but who are they?
He had just noticed another herd of longnecks that looked quite familiar, nah it can't be, can it?
Before littlefoot had a chance to observe the other herd properly his Grandfather blocked his view.
"Littlefoot I'm not sure how to tell you this but-" his grandfather began.
"Oh no, Grandpa what is it? Is it Grandma?" Interrupted littlefoot concern and fear masking his features.
Grandpa laughed, "No, no, no, it's not that."
"Well what is it then?"
"The herd and I have agreed that you shall become our leader."
Littlefoot was lost for words, him the leader. He turned to face his herd, "Are you sure you want me as your leader? I am pretty young to lead you guys, and I'm not really-" before he could finish he was cut off by his grandfather.
"Littlefoot you will do fine, I'm too old now to even lead the herd." Grandpa paused before continuing, "and besides you're the only heir we have to lead us."
Heir?
Then he remembered, his mother was Grandpa's daughter, which meant that when he was too old to lead the herd she would become the leader. But since she died the task feel towards himself as her only son.
"I'm honoured."
Both Grandparents smiled at their grandson's claiming of leadership of the herd and began to nuzzle him.
"Now I want to know why this herd is here." Already slipping into his role as leader.
"Well they have decided to stay after all!" Grandma told him.
After all? What did she mean by that?
"Whose they? And what do you mean after all Grandma?"
She laughed, "remember those longnecks when they came to the great valley only to stay for a short time before leaving?"
Then it hit him, Ali!
"I better go welcome them then." He said.
Both Grandparents nodded whilst watching their grandson slowly make his way towards the migrating herd.
"Littlefoot will become a great leader won't he dear?" Asked Grandma.
Grandpa nodded, "the best of our family!"
Before they both chuckled and nuzzled each other lovingly.
Sorry it's short…anyway littlefoot is the leader of his herd! Whoohoo!
Cera won't be happy!
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