So I realized I should explain some things since in Rescue of the Mizzerans Belladonna was explicitly left behind on Earth, so to explain why she was suddenly on the ship, when she heard they were finally returning she left their egg in the care of a babysitter (Probably the same babysitter looking after the other Fellowship Cubs) and went straight to where the ships would land and being an Eastern Dragon she was probably able to fly over the Humanimals coming down the ramp, right into the ship, also when Arctica said 'seven years ago' I realized the counting might have been off as the events of the Twilight Express explicitly happened between Season 2 and 3 of the 2003 cartoon, but hey, I'd say Arctica would probably be the first to admit math was never her subject and that her counting might have been off

"Donny! Donny wait!" Belladonna called after her husband as he ran through the grass.

Donatello quickly realized he wasn't going to outrun his Dragon wife he could fly like a 747...So he quickly slowed his steps and knelt down beside an old withered tree.

"Donny…" Belladonna said quietly as she noticed her beloved Mutant Turtle seemed to be clutching his head, as she got closer she knew he was crying.

"Belladonna…" Don sniffled "...I'm sorry...I'm so sorry…"

"Donatello." Belladonna said firmly as she got her horned head beside him "You have nothing to apologize for! I am quite grateful you were able to help one of my fellow Humanimals before we even met, even if you don't remember it…"

"I just..I panicked…" Don said "...Like...Did I have a forgotten Humanimal girlfriend before I met you? And when she said that we kissed…"

"She said she TRIED to kiss you!" Belladonna said firmly "...And what I was getting from her body language as she was telling her story, I was getting to sense you very quickly shot her down…"

Don quickly calmed down upon hearing this, he sighed and sat down against the tree.

"All right…" He sighed "...I guess I just panicked cuz I was worrying what you would think cuz you were right over there listening...But you are so much more understanding than that!

And Don and Belladonna gave a little nose nuzzle, which to many Mutants and Humanimals is often more preferred to kissing with lips…

"...And I guess I'm really ticked off to learn my memory has been wiped again!" Don fumed as placed a hand under his chin "...I mean it was one thing when the Ninja Tribunal did it when we were toddlers, but this sounded REALLY important and to think I actually KNEW a Humanimal years before I met you...How much could that have helped when we met…"

"Maybe we can reclaim those memories…" Belladonna said as she lay down beside him "...Maybe if we lay down and do some dream sharing we can find a way to unlock those memories that I don't think were destroyed or removed merely suppressed…"

Meanwhile, back on the ship, there was another Wolf-Woman who also had a past with one of the heroes…

The Fellowship Crew and their friends and their relations were in the lounge simply chit-chatting, when a Young Wolf-Woman following a scent she knew long remembered…

"...Edward Green…" Came a soft voice...Edward turned around, feeling more than a bit of fear, fearing that this might be a former victim of his days as a Prince of Wranglers, fearing he would have to face the scars he left with his whip…

He saw before a tall and strong Wolf-Woman, her eyes were brown like two milk chocolate Bon Bons...Unlike Arctica, she didn't have the genes for long human like head-fur despite the fact she obviously wasn't as 'delicate' this Wolf had a very sweet face, and she was carrying in her arms a very young cub, a toddler Wolf-Boy who seemed very shy and was sucking on his thumb, no doubt one of the many children who had been born on Viola Strierra.

"Why...Hello Wolf Madame…" Edward said as he bowed and scraped "...I don't believe we've met…"

The Wolf-Woman giggled "No need to be so formal! I'm no Princess! I was the simple daughter of a garbage truck driver! I'm Cara Dewclaw...Well now I'm Cara Holly now, that I got married...One of the strangest things was that Mizzer Humanimals chose their own last names always something relating to their species perhaps to show they 'knew what they were' while the born and bred slave Humanimals had human last names assigned to them, often relating to the work they were trained for...Seemed Cara had mated and had a child with one of the Native Viola Strierra Humanimals, probably some Wolf-Man who had something to do with gardening if the last name 'Holly' was anything to go by…

"Well...Mrs. Holly…" Edward said "...Is there any reason in particular you came to see me?"

"I came to tell you why I know you…" Cara said "...I saved you from an assassination plot when you were only fourteen."

Now Edward had been completely unprepared for this!

"There was an assassination plot against me?!" He was practically squeaking like a teenager!

"I'm assuming your mother never told you because she didn't want to upset you…" Cara said "...I wasn't able to foil one attempt on your life but fortunately the assassins foiled themselves by putting too much poison in your drink causing you to barf it back up…"

"Oh my…" Edward said thinking back "...I remember that night!" He said as he remembered getting violently ill at that grand banquet!

"I wasn't able to stop it but I was able to see you puke…" Cara said "...After you were taken away, I snuck into the hospital, disguising myself as a nurse to prevent anyone from finishing the job...I saw you out cold in your bed and I...Rubbed your flushed cheek with my hand…"

"Oh my…" Edward said "...I feel I remember that night, I felt I was being caressed by a furry paw! But I thought it was just a fever dream...How old were you when you did that?"

"Nine…" Cara said

"You did all that to protect me at NINE years old?!" Edward could not believe how even before he reformed, Humanimals were watching out for him, "Oh Cara, thank you!"

And he wrapped his arms around the Wolf-Woman hugging her tight!

So this is basically spoilers for a story on Fictionpress, parts that haven't even been written yet, and the idea of the assassins putting too much poison making the victim just puke it back up instead of killing him is borrowed from Isaac Asimov's The Naked Sun