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"A long, long time ago, when little blinky lights in great darkness even shinier, when Great Night Circle real smooth, not rocky like now, when the whole world very different. Back then, there was no Threehorn, no Longneck, not even Sharptooth. No, only one type of animal fills the sky with a mighty screech and a big flappy sound. This smartest, most brave, most handsome creature to ever rule the world, the Flyers." a voice says as a few imagery flyers appear and land on a mountain ledge, seemingly better in attitude because they're the first dinos and the best one. That's what they say, at least. "What! Hold it right there." a voice says, and the imagery flyers disappear. "That's not even close to the way it happened." the same voice hisses, showing a young, bright-colored triceratops staring straight at a small flyer known as Petrie.

"Is too." Petrie argues back, "Says who?" Cera retorts back, being the skeptical she is. "Me uncle Pterano, that who. He tells me all about it when me just nestling." Petrie says proudly, and Cera raises a brow. "Well, he told you wrong." the little flyer falls to the ground in shock and anger, plopping up in the bed of leaves he and his friends have gathered to eat. "I did not know you had an uncle." Ducky, a swimmer, says gently. "Well, um, that because he goes away when we all babies," Petrie answers as he flies up of the leave. ": Go away? H ! You mean he was sent away." Cera says that Petrie gasps at her nerve to tell him something like that because, in his picture of his legendary uncle, the bigger pteranodon isn't evil or anything. "My father once told me that the grown-ups kicked your uncle out of the herd." cera continues.

Petrie gets angry and tries to advance at the bigger kid, but Spike, a green stegosaurus, holds him back. " Wo! What did he do?" LittleFoot, a longneck with mild brown and amber color, says genuinely confused. "Uh, I forget that part. But I do remember it was pretty awful." Cera answers, shrugging. They both gasp as Petrie shots up in front of them, growling. He then flies to the stump of a tree beside them. He lands on a branch crossing his wings.

Soon though, he and the others' lives will be changed. For the good or bad that is left to see...

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"What did you say?" Cera hisses as she crouches low, looking pretty menacing for a young dino. Petrie gets scared and covers it up the best he can. "Uh, I say, oh, gee, that sure be the worst." Cera, not believing that were the words teh young flyer said, growls. Suddenly a calm and soft voice called out, "Littlefoot! Littlefoot!" Ducky, the pale green swimmer, looks toward teh sound and nudges Littlefoot. "Littlefoot, that is your grandma calling." the longneck looks down at his friend, then Ducky's mother calls out, " Ducky! Spike!" Ducky walks away from Littlefoot and over to her adoptive brother. "Let us go home, Spike." then, more of Littlefoot's parents call them home, and only Littlefoot remains. He watches the far walkers until his granma's voice calls out again, " Littlefoot!" he sighs and walks away toward where his family is sleeping for the night. What he doesn't see is two blue eyes glowing in the darkness.

A rumble sounds, and they're gone.

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Cliff hanger my dragoons 💜

-Saph