The sun was up high in the morning sky. The weather was partly cloudy, but due to the humidity, it was most likely going to rain in about four hours. A slightly cold wind blew from the south. The two longnecks, Ali and Littlefoot, continued to walk along slightly grassy plains. Littlefoot led the way, kind of annoyed. Ali knew she was the cause of it.

"Littlefoot, can you please stop being annoyed with it? I said I was sorry."

"But you just don't toy with a guy like that. He may really think that you want to…"

"But Littlefoot, c'mon. We just found each other. Besides, I was still just a little upset with the whole trusting thing and you leaving me behind."

Littlefoot sighed. He faced her as he continued to walk.

"I'll say I desired it, but if you're going to say stuff like that, it is like an entry way."

Ali blushed.

"Well, I'm sorry. I mean, I never meant it to go in that direction."

Littlefoot looked forward. They walked in a moment of silence.

"And you should know that it's mating season too, and-"

"Littlefoot, can you drop it? I said I was sorry. It was hard for me too…being the season and all. Besides, why would we do it when we're busy with something else?"

Littlefoot flinched, blushing a bit. Ali couldn't see, but she could tell Littlefoot was blushing. She half-closed her eyes.

"A little stiff, aren't we?"

Littlefoot's blush deepened. Ali sighed.

"I know that it's the season and all, but we should take care of getting the river flowing into the Great Valley. Besides, I would rather do it somewhere else."

Littlefoot raised an eye and faced Ali.

"Rather do it somewhere else? Like where?"

Ali looked down, and her face reddened.

"Pretend you didn't hear that."

Littlefoot figured not to go deeper into the subject and shrugged. He faced forward. Ali looked up.

"You know, it would be kind of weird anyways if we did it. We haven't even had our first kiss."

Littlefoot glanced back at Ali and then quickly looked forward. He smirked a little.

"Yeah, I guess…"

There was a minute of silence between the two longnecks. They continued to walk across the plains. As they walked, the wind was slowly dying down. It was now a wind that struggled to move leaves. Soon, the grass-like spots on the plains appeared less and covered less area. Even though the wind had slowed, a shiver crept down along Ali's spine. She stopped. Littlefoot sensed that she stopped and stopped as well. He faced Ali.

"What is it Ali?"

"Littlefoot, don't you smell that?"

Littlefoot whiffed the air. The rotten smell got to him.

"That's so putrid."

"I know, but it's good."

"What do you mean?"

Ali slowly walked towards Littlefoot.

"That smell comes from creatures in the water that die on land. This means…"

She passed Littlefoot and walked another twentieth of a mile. Littlefoot just followed her. Ali soon stopped and smiled. She looked at Littlefoot, who stood to her right, amazed at what he saw.

"We're close."

Before them was a great waterway that was dried up. The odor of a few fish radiated from the riverbed. Littlefoot and Ali saw the bones and flesh of these weird creatures. Littlefoot had been under the water before in a sea when he aided Mo home, but this was nothing like the beauty of sea life. Carnivorous and herbivorous fish scattered across the riverbed, having flesh or being fleshless. Littlefoot lowered his head to take a closer look, enduring the stench of fish.

"I think this is the waterway that leads to the Great Valley," commented Ali. "What do you say, Littlefoot?"

Littlefoot lifted his head towards Ali, keeping his eyes focused on the dried river.

"I guess. I mean it seems right. The waterway that enters into the valley comes from where the sun sets, and this one appears to be coming from that direction. Yep. I say it's this one."

Ali smiled.

"Well, that's good. We're close on finding out what happened."

Littlefoot nodded.

"We should just follow it westward."

"Alright. Let's go."

The two longnecks changed direction and started traveling along the river.

A low growl awoke Janet. She quickly lifted her head and looked around. They had overslept. The morning sun was soon going to reach its highest point in the sky. She got to her feet and heard the growl again. She looked down at the sleeping Rhett.

"Rhett, wake up. A sharptooth is near us."

Rhett budged a little, but he didn't open his eyes. Janet began to worry.

"Rhett, please."

She didn't really want to scream, because the sharptooth would attack since they would show that they had noticed it. Janet lowered her head towards Rhett and called his name again.

"Rhett."

She heard the growl again, but it was louder now. In fact, it was next to her. She half-closed her eyes and sighed. It seemed that sleep became first before hunger.

"Rhett!"

Rhett opened his eyes and smiled. He blinked a few times to clear his vision. He saw Janet and lifted his head up. He let out a great yawn.

"Boy, I slept good."

He focused his eyes on Janet.

"Hey, Janet… Woah, you seemed startled."

"Yeah. I heard a growl, and I thought it was a sharptooth."

Rhett looked around nervously.

"Are you telling me a sharptooth is hunting us? We're in deep trouble now."

"Rhett."

"I should've never left Green Valley."

"Rhett."

"I would be relaxing next to that pond under the sun..."

"Rhett."

"...satisfied that I mated with all the females in the valley."

"Rhett!"

Rhett turned towards Janet, annoyed that she shouted at him.

"Dammit, Janet. Keep your voice down. There's a sharptooth near us."

"There's no sharptooth."

"… But you said there was a growl."

"Well, yes, but I think it's your belly."

Soon, the low growl was heard by the both of them. Rhett nervously smiled.

"Oh, yeah. I guess it was me."

Janet smiled.

"Well, let's get out of this forest and see if there is any food out of here."

"Agreed."

The two longnecks started their walk through the forest.

Littlefoot and Ali walked along the river for only an hour until they heard something. It sounded like rushing water. Happily, the two longnecks jogged towards the sound. The sound got louder the closer they got to it. Soon, they reached the base of a mountain. It appeared that a pile of big rocks created a wall that redirected from the water from its usual path. A bit of it was turning south from the wall, and a bit of it was turning north from the wall. Most of the water just flowing back upward, creating a river behind the rock wall two and a half feet taller than its original height from the riverbed.

"We're here," Littlefoot breathed.

"Yeah, but how do we get it too flow the right way?" asked Ali.

Littlefoot smiled.

"Don't worry. I have an idea."