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Littlefoot and Rex stared at the prone raptor. It was bleeding from so many places it was hard to tell where the cuts actually where. It lay there, breathing with difficulty. They could hear ragged sounds, as though part of its windpipe was cut. Other than its breathing and a few tail twitches, the sickleclaw remained motionless. The raptor's last words before it fell down again stunned them. A velociraptor asking for their help? Raptors were one of the fiercest and most confident meat-eater of their time. What could possibly reduce one to this creature, lay bleeding on the grass?

"What should we do...?" Rex asked softly, his eyes filled with concern and disbelief. He placed his hand on the sickleclaw's neck, feeling for a pulse. He found one, but it was weak and thready.

Littlefoot didn't answer for a few minutes. He was watching the sharptooth, breathing in and out slowly, almost painfully. He wanted, at first, to kill it, just as its kind killed Hyp. But something about the raptor's condition, and its words, seemed to change his mind. If he killed the raptor out of vengeance, he'd be just as bad as Chomper. And he did not want to stoop down to his level.

Rex grew impatient, and walked towards the longneck. He waved his hand in front of Littlefoot, trying to get his attention. "Hello? Littlefoot? You there?"

Littlefoot snapped to his senses. "What? What?" He noticed the blue flyer. "Oh, Rex. What were you asking?"

"What should we do with him?" He pointed towards the small tan sharptooth. "We can't just leave him here."

"I know..." Littlefoot sighed. "We'll take him back to the cave. Perhaps he can tell us something about Chomper and his army that might help us." A thought suddenly crossed his mind. "I just hope he won't endanger my offspring."

"I'm sure he wo..." His voice trialed off. Rex's mind reeled back on Littlefoot's last two words: my offspring. His dark eyes widening in shock, he swerved towards Littlefoot and grabbed his head. "Your offspring!?"

"Yeah, well, Ali won't lay the egg in a few weeks, but..."

He was cut off by Rex screaming, "ALI!? EGG!?"

Littlefoot chuckled. He realized he hadn't told Rex about what happened in the cave. "Ali's pregnant, Rex." He gave a small smile.

"P-Pregnant...?" All the thoughts that were racing through Rex's mind would haunt him for the rest of his life. He shouldn't be that surprised. After all, he thought they'd make a cute couple. But he wasn't expecting them to take the 'step' this fast, and during a war too! "Littlefoot...you don't meant to tell me that..in the cave...you...and Ali..." He nervously fumbled his fingers together.

"Yes. Why do you sound like that's a bad thing?" He was beginning to sound a little angry.

"Littlefoot, did you forget that we're in a war here? What if something bad happens to Ali?" Rex answered, voice filled with worry and concern. "I don't mean to sound like a downer. I'm just worried about what would happen to the child, and Ali, if they get caught in the war."

Littlefoot nodded, understanding where Rex was coming from. Littlefoot, too, was concerned about what would happen. That's why he came up with a plan, which was similar to the decision Bron had to make so many years ago. "I told Ali that it might be safer for her and the child if she left the Great Valley. If she does, then at least she and the child have a chance of survival. I know if she stays here, the sharpteeth might get her."

"Then why did you chance it? Why did you..." Rex stopped himself. "Oh nevermind. We have to get this sharptooth back for interrogation." He bent down and gently picked up the bleeding sharptooth. Years of training and meditation kept him from going crazy at the sight of blood. He was grateful for it too. It still haunts him how he killed Zill after he saw his blood.

As they walked back towards the cave, a set of eyes glared at them, almost hungrily...

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Sandstorm muttered in his sleep. He tossed back and forth against the earth, against hard cold rock. A few tears streamed out of his eyes. "No...no..." Suddenly he bolted up, letting out a shriek that echoed. "Echo...?" As he regained his bearings, he looked around and realized he was in a cave of some sort. He struggled to get onto his legs, but found himself falling over once more. His legs were badly damaged. "Nuts..." He hissed under his breath.

"So your finally awake?" A winged dino approached him, blood on its claws and mouth.

Sandstorm looked scared. "Who-Who are you?" He stared in horror at the blood on its claws.

"What? A sharptooth afraid of the sight of blood?" Rex joked halfheartedly. "I'm Rex. Relax there, sickleclaw, I was just bringing you some food." He tossed a tiny mammal he had caught earlier. "I thought you might be hungry."

The tan raptor picked up the meal and sniffed it. "Thanks..." He whispered and, in a single gulp, devoured the mammal whole. He coughed, as he was not used to eating something with fur. He punched himself in the chest a few times, trying to push the mammal down his esophogas and into his stomach.

Suddenly Rex asked out of nowhere, "What happened to you?"

This brought Sandstorm out of his little trance, and stared at the winged dino with surprise. "You want to do...what happened to me?" Rex nodded. "Don't you know?" Rex shook his head.

"I may be a sharptooth, but I was raised by plant-eaters for the beginnings of my life." He closed his eyes. "So I'm what you call an omnivore. Plant eater and meat eater rolled into one." He turned to Sandstorm. "You understand?"

"Not really." Sandstorm's mind was boggled just trying to make sense of what Rex was telling him. "But it is not important right now." He winced as he saw his blood on the floor. "Well you want to know what happened to me?" Not bothering to let Rex answer his question, he continued, "I was kicked out."

Rex's eyes bulged out when he heard those words. "You were kicked out? Why?"

"They thought I was betraying Chomper." He pulled back his lips, sharp teeth glinting slightly. "I only wanted to leave the war. Chomper is going too far!"

The flying dinosaur gave a single nod of the head. "Yes, we all believe that." He couldn't agree more.

"This war has to stop..." Sandstorm muttered softly. "Too much bloodshed, even for a sharptooth like myself..."

"So I see he's awake." Littlefoot said as he entered he cave. He was a bit tense since the sharptooth was awake now, but he relaxed when he remembered that the sharptooth's leg was badly damaged and it was doubtful he could stand up.

The sickleclaw seemed a bit confused when the longneck entered, not showing too much fear in his presence. Most longnecks would either attack him or run away. Littlefoot was doing neither. "And who are you?" That was the only thing he could say.

"I'm Littlefoot, but we have a few questions to ask you..uhh...what's your name?" Littlefoot grinned sheepishly, slightly embarrassed for some reason he could not figure out.

"I'm Officer Sandstorm, but just call me Sandstorm. Officer is just a title, a ranking Chomper gave me." Littlefoot seemed confused, but said nothing. "Littlefoot eh? So you must be the guy Chomper has been talking about." He said, chuckling with a mixture of humor and pity. "He keeps mentioning you, ya know?"

"H-He has...?" The young longneck wasn't sure if he wanted to know, but curiousity compelled him to ask. "What...does he say?"

"Oh, how he was going to rip out your throat, rip out your intestines, spread them all over the earth, coat himself in your blood..." He stopped when he realized Littlefoot's face was turning green, and he was wobbling a little, feeling sick to his stomach. "Sorry." He smiled slightly.

"That...was so wrong..." Rex said, horrified.

"I'm gonna be sick..." Poor Littlefoot was plagued with horrible images of what Sandstorm had just told him.

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"You sure this is the place, Ichy?" Outside the cave, a few feet away, Dil and Ichy were walking towards the cave. They were following Petrie's trail. Ichy wanted to actually fight the pterosaur. It wasn't much of a fight last time. "And if it is, isn't it dangerous to be coming here without asking General Chomper first?"

She was greeted with a punch to the nose. "What are you complaining about? And yes this is the place." His feathers ruffled in anticipation. "And who said anything about going in? We're just here to keep an eye on them until the boss arrives." He rubbed his wings together, licking his beak. "I can almost taste him..." He said to no one in particular.

"Who you talkin to?" Dil asked.

"No one." Ichy said, his yellow eyes still boaring into the cave entrance. "I wonder how long they'll stay in there."

"I don't know." A voice suddenly sounded out. "But you won't be around long enough to see."

Ichy and Dil turned around to face the intruder. "Who is it? Who's there?" Dil questioned with worry, looking left to right. She was trying to figure out the source of the voice. She was about to rush forward when Ichy pushed one of his wings into her snouth.

"Hold on Dil, let me handle this guy." He jumped up and flew towards the intruder. It was the same black flyer that attacked Petrie. "Just who do you think you are!" Ichy was never really good with first impressions, and it showed.

"My name is Gorjak, and I have a bone to pick with a certain flyer in there." The dark flyer took flight and landed in-between Dil and Ichy. Ichy turned around.

"Now see here, that flyer is mine!" He pointed towards himself. "You have no right to come here and try to steal my meal!"

Gorjak's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Don't test me..." He growled under his breath, speading his wings out and flexing the sharp claws that stuck out about midway. Ichy gulped a little, but responded by making three deep cuts into the earth with his talons.

Ichy suddenly remembered something. "Gorjak...so you're the one Loc mentioned before we left..! What are you doing here, anyway? I thought Chomper didn't want you to come along."

Dil blinked in confusion. "He didn't? Why not?"

"Because Gorjak follows his own rules..." Ichy said with disgust. "He refuses to follow orders. So I shouldn't actually be all that surprised he's here." He hopped closer to Gorjak and pressed his head against his. "Why don't you scram, pal, before we report you to one of the Officers?"

Suddenly he was grabbed by the throat and lifted into the air. Ichy gasped for air and struggled to get free, but the grip was too strong for him. "Do you really wanna mess with me, birdie?"

"Ichy!" Dil rushed forward blindly and snapped forward. Seeing her attack, Gorjak let Ichy go and flew up, barely missing the jaws by a centimeter.

Gorjak seemed to grow weary from being in their presence. While he wasn't physically worn out, he was mentally. Gorjak believed he had more important things to do than hang around two of Chompers loyal followers. "Ah, I am tired of seeing you anyway." He was about to fly away, when he decided on something better. He looked at Ichy with some sort of interest, his eyes almost hungrily fixated on him.

"What are you staring at!" The angry white and gray bird, apparently recovered from the attack, hopped onto Dil's snout.

"Why don't we have a little battle...?" He laughed. "And let us make the stakes high. Whoever loses...gets eaten..."

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Far from there, in a place full of great rocks, five figures were standing on the rocks, all looking sad. The first was a rainbow face with bright-pink eyes, she was wearing a bracelet in her right arm, in it the symbol of the treestar with the sharp tooth carved. She sat comfortably in one great rock, in her face a sad look.

Next to her, sitting in the same rock, there was a sea-blue sickleclaw. She had emerald-green eyes that were turned to the ground and had a very sorrowful look. She had a necklace with a pingent with the same symbol.

In a rock next to them there was three another figures. One was laying in her back, was a dark-green egg stealer with bronze colored eyes. She had a belt with the same symbol in the front, and was now staring at the sky.

Next to her, laying on her own chest, a pink colored yellow belly with jade-green eyes and an extremely sad look. In her left hand you could spot a ring with the same symbol of the others.

The last figure, the bigger of them all, was a dark-pink bigmouth with turquoise-blue eyes. She was wearing a necklace with the famous symbol. She looked the saddest of the group. She sighed, and quickly received a look from the rainbow face.

"Layla" the bigmouth turned to the rainbow face when she heard she spook her name. "I know that you're in a hard time now, but you sold really eat something, it has been almost two days."

The dark pink swimmer was able to do a weak, sad smile to her friend. "Thanks Denise, but I doubt I could swallow anything now." The rainbow face could only nod in acknowledge, and they resumed the silence. That's when the egg stealer stood.

"That's it! I don't care what Zeiran, the council or even the spirits think about it, I'm going to do something!"She received stares from her friends, the sickleclaw then asked "So what Ginna? You can't fight on your own, even with your abilitie, and you know what may happen if we act now."

"So is that, Heater?" she said turning to the sickleclaw. "We will only stay here crossed arms? I'm tired of this, that's not why I wanted to join the order. What do you say Lena." She said turning to the yellow belly, who in turn was surprised for be Ginna who was asking her something. She choose her next words rather carefully. "Well, I agree that is bad we keep here without doing nothing."

"See?"

"But" Lena continued "Heater may be right about the things now. What do you think Denise?"

All eyes turned to the rainbow face, the most mature and centred of the group, it's no official leader, she could only sigh and say "I understand fully about how you fell Ginna. But we must stay calm and wait for the right moment."

"The right moment is now." Ginna interrupted "If we prolongue this even more then will be too late."

"This decision is not up to us." the rainbow face talked with a voice that said that the talk was over. The the silence once again stablished all the girls with sadness in her eyes. Ginna said "So, we can't do nothing?" there was more silence before Layla spoke.

"There is something we can do." all eyes turned to her "We can pray." at this coment Ginna rooled her eyes "Again with this talk Layla. We all in the order have prayed for to long, and seens like no one can hear, and if they can they don't give a dawn."

The swimmer only stared back at the egg stealer and said "I learned that if you have real faith things can get better. I'll pray for the spirits girls, with all my heart, and it would be nice if you joined me." In this moment she put her hands together and closed her eyes, satting there, praying silently. The other females whatched her for some moments, then, one by one, they joined her, the egg stealer was the last. She never really believed in things like praying and miracles, and now, she had even less reasons to believe.