Rudy's loud shrieking cry of rage rang in the air. He had found and chased the herd to Lava Falls and now, with each mammal on his/her own rock float, he had no way to catch them. Angrily, Rudy stomped away, carelessly knocking over tall trees. By some twist of fate, one tree fell half way across the lava river. One by one, the mammoths, saber, sloth, and possums grabbed it as they floated past.
Only, one possum didn't grab it in time.
Stacey frightenedly stared at the edge of the Falls. It's the end. I know it is. Just as the rock started to fall, she screamed.
Crash and Eddie stared in horror as their mother's scream faded away as she fell. Just then, it all went quiet. Cautiously, the herd peeked over the edge.
A pterodactyl shrieked and flew straight up into the air, Stacey in his talons. Sid cheered. "Go Roger!" Roger landed and released Stacey. The possum jumped back with a shriek. "WHAT IS THAT THING? WHAT IS IT?"
"It's called a pterodactyl, Stacey."
Everyone turned to see a familiar weasel. Stacey froze.
"Buck...?"