Across the outskirts of the Great Valley, a cool wind blew. Some of the Great Valley residents and the longneck migrating herd assembled outside, near the Great Valley's entrance. The crowd circled around the unlabeled fight area. Zank looked up to see where the sun was above the smoky mountains. Zank smirked and faced the crowd.

"Figures. He's scared. All talk and no bite."

"All talk and no bite, eh?"

Zank faced the section of the crowd near the valley's entrance. The dinosaurs moved aside. Littlefoot proudly walked into the battle area as his pathway from behind filled with dinosaurs. Littlefoot looked at Zank.

"So, Littlefoot, you dare to oppose me?"

"That's why I'm here. You are not fit to lead."

"I'll change your mind once you're begging for your life."

In the crowd, Ali kept a watchful eye. She had seen Littlefoot enter the fighting area, and now, he would fight to prove dominance. She had seen these fights before; thrice in her lifetime. From what her mother told them, they rarely happen amongst longnecks, but when they do, only one longneck may be alive afterwards. Out of the three fights she had seen, the last fight she saw was like that. Two longnecks fight, and one survive. Before her mother left, she revealed to her that her father had died in a fight like so. Of course, this was before she was laid by her mother. If she would've come to known him, she would mourn for his death. Her mother had said that he opposed the leader's morals and challenged him. He ended up getting his head crushed by the leader's foot. Now, watching this fight about to unfold, Ali realized that this was how her mother felt.

Littlefoot looked around in slight confusion. Zank noticed this.

"Are you having second thoughts?"

He faced Zank.

"No, I was just…waiting for the go."

"The go?" laughed Zank. "Do you mean you've never been in a fight like this?"

"Well, I was just wondering if there was a ritual or something like that before the fight."

Littlefoot heard a few of the longnecks snicker. Of course, they were close friends to Zank. Zank blinked in confusion for a moment before continuing to laugh.

"Well, Littlefoot, if stupidity killed, you would've won this fight."

Littlefoot narrowed his eyes. Zank cleared his throat.

"Let me show you."

Zank positioned himself sideways towards Littlefoot. Littlefoot was curious on what he was going to do, thinking it was part of a ritual before starting the fight. He was proved wrong when Zank's tail flew towards him and whipped his head. Littlefoot moved back, shaking his head to focus. He faced his opponent and growled.

"Very well, Zank. Let's began."

Janet led the group of longnecks to the Great Valley. Two days had passed, and they were still walking out in the barren wasteland. Rhett tiredly huffed.

"I forgot how brutal walking here could be."

Mady looked at her boyfriend.

"How could you forget? Weren't you out here for, like, years?"

"When you live the good life, you kind of forget the struggling life you have. At least, I do."

Rhett looked forward and called out to Janet.

"So, Janet, is this the way to the Great Valley?"

Janet looked around.

"Um, it seems right," she said, still focusing in the path in front of her.

"It seems right? Not very assuring."

"Rhett, be quiet," said Mady. "Sometimes, you…"

Rhett just shrugged.

"I know, but it sure keeps things lively."

"N-uh."

Mady shook her head and smiled. He was right for the most part, though it was still inappropriate at times, She sighed.

"Just don't be too disrespectful."

"But Janet knows how sarcastic I can be."

"Still. Just-don't push it."

Janet soon spotted something up ahead. It was still quite a way, but it was a sign they were going the right way. Jett noticed this and faced her future mate.

"What do you see?"

"Is that a forest up ahead?"

Jett looked out and nodded.

"Yep."

Janet smiled. She looked back.

"Don't worry guys. We're close to the Great Valley. Just a day and a half or more of walking."

Rhett sighed.

"It's times like these I wish I was a flyer."

The two skulls of the male longnecks bashed against each other. Both males still looked strong. Zank grinned as the two longnecks tried to push their opponent's head back.

"You know, Littlefoot? I'm surprised you made it this far."

"W-What are you talking about? We've only begun a few moments ago,"

"I know… There had been other longnecks who have opposed me, though they haven't lasted as long as you."

He dropped the grin.

"However, it is time to finish this."

Zank summoned more strength and pushed back Littlefoot's head, lifting it up. Littlefoot was briefly stunned and couldn't protect himself from Zank's next move. Zank bashed his head into Littlefoot's neck, taking the air out of him. Littlefoot moved back to catch his breath, but he took too long. Zank came back and delivered a powerful blow to Littlefoot's lower side with his tail. It knocked Littlefoot back, but he still retained his footing. Littlefoot blinked due to the sting and faced Zank.

Damn. I…didn't see this coming. Ali was right. Zank is not someone who should be disregarded. He's strong. Probably equal to me or stronger. However, power does not only determine the winner. I have to be strategic about this.

Zank was yet again going to whip Littlefoot. Littlefoot saw this and moved back. The furry of tail whips had all been evaded, but Littlefoot was now backed up against a wall. He saw the smirk on Zank.

"It seems you're backed against a wall. Now I'll teach you who you're dealing with. I'll crush your skull to serve as a reminder why I'm the leader."

This is bad. Backed up to a corner with no feet movement. Well, this is it. This is my only shot. Risky, but it's worth the chance.

The tail of Zank clobbered Littlefoot's face so brutally that he almost lost it and fell. However, the will to survive kicked in and he remained conscious. As Zank's tail came, in the meantime, Littlefoot wrapped his tail around Zank's neck. At first, Zank wasn't worried, because a blow to Littlefoot's head with his tail would loosen his opponent's tail around his neck. Something went wrong though. Littlefoot, appearing slightly dizzy, remained awake. Zank only felt the air leaving him and never returning.

"W-ghck-H-how?"

Littlefoot gritted his teeth.

"Zank, it is time for you to stand down."

"Never."

The compression on Zank's neck grew.

"Y-You wouldn't…ki-ill m-m-me."

Littlefoot stood quiet. The lack of air made Zank close his eyes and relax into a submission state. Littlefoot relaxed his stance and loosened his grip around Zank's neck. He was right. Littlefoot wouldn't kill Zank. As Littlefoot was releasing his tail, a boulder about three-quarters size of his head came down and slammed against his head. Littlefoot closed his eyes and dropped to the floor with Zank. The longnecks looked at each other in confusion.

"So, who won?" asked a green female longneck.

Ali gasped and ran up to Littlefoot, passing the crowd with a few shoves and a couple of 'excuse me's and 'sorry's. She stood in front of Littlefoot and looked up. She narrowed her eyes.

"Why did you do that now?"

Cera and Spike peeked down from the cliff they stood on.

"Well, Littlefoot seemed to had won, so I guess it was the perfect time," said Cera.

"But not like that!"

"Well, a little rock wouldn't work in curing him."

Ali grunted and looked down at Littlefoot. Spike looked at his yellow friend.

"I told you it was a bad idea."

Cera narrowed her eyes.

"Your footprints are on this too, Spike."

Meanwhile, Ali lowered her head closer to Littlefoot. It seemed there were no physical damages. Ali nudged his head.

"Littlefoot. Littlefoot?"

Littlefoot didn't respond.

Not again, thought Ali.

"Littlefoot, please wake up. Please."

She kissed his cheek and rested her head on it. Littlefoot slowly opened his eyes and blinked a couple of times to clear his blurry sight. He noticed something resting on his cheek and saw Ali. He smiled.

"Oh, hey Ali. Why do you look so sad?"

Ali's eyes shot wide open as she heard Littlefoot's voice. She moved her head up and faced Littlefoot.

"Littlefoot?"

"Yep. Boy, I just had a…weird sleep story. I wasn't myself. I mean I was but... Ow. Why does my head feel that it was slammed against the Great Stone Wall."

He looked around and noticed the herd of longnecks and the passed out Zank.

"And when did we get more longnecks, and who is this longneck? Is he okay?"

He looked behind him and noticed the entrance he knew too well.

"And since did we get back to the Great Valley?"

Ali saw Littlefoot, the old Littlefoot, and she couldn't be happier at that moment. A tear of joy slid down her cheek and splattered on the ground. Her Littlefoot was back.

"Oh, Littlefoot. You're back."

"Back? Back from where? We were in that forest… You mean back from the forest?"

Ali sighed blissfully.

"Well, Spike forgot to mention the side effects."

"Side effects?"

Ali shook her head.

"I'll explain everything. Follow me."

"Okay," Littlefoot nodded. "Um, but can we get a mint leaf or something? My head still hurts."

The two longnecks left back into the Great Valley. The Great Valley residents also returned back to finish their day. The longnecks stood there, confused.

"What just happened?" asked a light purple longneck.

"Is he the leader, or is Zank still leader?" wondered a blue longneck with yellow polka-dots.

"Or are we leaderless?" questioned another green longneck with a blue strip along his back.

The longnecks looked at their unconscious leader and decided to head back into the Great Valley, leaving Zank behind.