Category: Land before Time
Rating: T
Couples in Series: Littlefoot/Ali, Cera/OC, Ducky/OC, Petri/OC, Spike/OC
Couples in this installment: Spike/OC
Warnings: AU
Chapter: Prologue
Copyright: © characters and places by United Pictures; © Plot and OC by me
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Tega moved along with the rest of her herd, sighing in frustration once more. She really did not want to go to the Courting-day, but her parents had all but threatened to throw her out of the herd if she did not go.
It would be the third time in a row that she went, and she just knew that it would be the third time in a row she wouldn't find anyone. Was it her fault that most of the males thought her too unattractive?
So she had decided to not go to Courting this time, only to have her parents force her participation. What were they hoping for? That a blind male would come along and pick her? She had inherited her father's colors, but the dark colors that were favored among the males were a major turn-off in females, leaving her very much at the bottom of any male's list of favorite potential mates.
She sighed once more, walking at the back of the herd listlessly. She was so going to search for another herd, with or without mate, because if she had to go through another one of her mother's lectures she would go mad.
The area where they were heading was an almost-desert like place, with little vegetation, but a wonderful view for Sharpteeth for miles around.
She wouldn't even try this Courtship-day, she decided. She'd just see which herd would be willing to take her and be done with it.
Small clouds of dust got whirled up at her every step, her spiked tail swinging lightly as she passed a small stream.
The rest was already reaching the gathering, but she slowed down and turned to a group of small trees and ferns just a bit off the field itself. Might as well get dinner, she wouldn't miss anything anyway.
The dark-blue Spiketail entered the shade of the trees, finding to her surprise that she was not the only one who had decided to forgo Courting in favor of an early dinner.
He was dark-green – in other words, a guy the girls would fight over – but he was contently munching on some of the ferns in front of him. He didn't even seem to notice her approach him.
At least, she thought that until he looked at her and moved aside a bit, as if offering her some of the ferns he was eating.
Intrigued, she joined him, pulling some of the ground.
They ate in amiable silence then, even as the sounds of Courtship wafted over from the field. He didn't once look up, instead moving from plant to plant, just eating his fill.
She too looked only a few times to where her family was, ignoring them as they started to search for her. She was sick and tired of dealing with their pushiness.