Reply To: The Land Before Time XIX: Adventure in the White Mountains
CHAPTER FOUR: PERRIN
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(Author’s Note: Petrie seemed to lack a romantic life so I decided to help change that.)
They continued wandering through the Mysterious Beyond, following Ali’s group. They were able to find some green food to eat, though it wasn’t anywhere nearly as plentiful as in the Great Valley.
“Me hungry!” snapped Petrie.
“We’re all hungry too Petrie.” said Littlefoot.
“Me hungry enough to eat all berries in Berry Valley.” said Petrie, who, being a teenager, had an increased appetite. They hadn’t eaten, till the scant meal today, since they left the Great Valley.
The wind blew. It took him and Guido into the air. “Oh, I don’t like this.” said Guido.
“Me no like this either.” said Petrie. He got slammed into a branch and fell, dazed, into a nest. Guido, meanwhile, crashed into a snowbank. He came out and had snow under his chin and looked like Santa. He shook off the snow.
“Larz, don’t worry, we’re safe up…” said a voice. A green-eyed, red-winged, teenage female Pteranodon came into sight. She stared at Petrie. “You’re not Larz.” she said, shocked.
“Me can explain.” Petrie muttered nervously. He stared blankly at her.
“Who are you?” she asked.
“Me…um…what me name…er…me forget.” said Petrie, feeling like an idiot. Young Pteranodon kids laughed at him.
“Petrie, are you all right?” came Guido’s voice.
“Oh, that right, me name Petrie.” said Petrie, turning bright red.
“I’m Perrin.” said the teenage Flyer.
“Perrin, who are you talking to?” came another voice.
A blue-eyed and blue-winged Pteranodon came into sight. She appeared to be Perrin’s mother. “This is Petrie.” said Perrin, indicating him.
“What is he doing in our nest?” asked Perrin’s mother in annoyance.
“The wind.” said Petrie, turning even redder with embarrassment.
“Petrie, where did you go?” cried Littlefoot, looking for his friend.
“Me up here Littlefoot!” replied Petrie, looking down out of the nest and catching Littlefoot’s eye.
“You’re with a Longneck?” said Perrin in shock. Petrie knew that she must have been brought up with herd segregation.
“Me like Littlefoot. He kind to Petrie.” said Petrie.
“Where are you from? You’re out here all by yourselves.” asked Perrin.
Petrie explained to her, often stumbling over his words. Something about Perrin made him feel as though he’d eaten berries, whole, and that they were leaving lumps in his throat. “Are you always this nervous Petrie?” she asked him.
“Not usually.” said Petrie, feeling like an idiot.
“So, you’re headed to White Mountain. That’s two days from here. It is high up. It is hard for a Flyer to fly up there as the wind can be just awful. If down here is a lot for you, you’d have great trouble up there.” she said. Perrin turned to her mother. “We’ve run out of food here. Can we go to White Mountain with them?”
“Good idea.” said Perrin’s mother.
Petrie flew close to Perrin as they went along. He felt more comfortable around her than he had many other Flyers.
“I think he’s got a girlfriend. A girlfriend I think he has.” whispered Ruby to Cera. Cera chuckled.
“What you laughing about Cera?” asked Petrie, fearing that he was being made fun of.
“Nothing.” lied Ruby and Cera, who continued to chuckle.
They traveled behind Ali’s herd. Eventually, they reached the base of the area around White Mountain. They started to climb up. Unfortunately, Spike slipped on the wet snow. He fell, and one of his spikes on his tail slammed into Cera’s foot. “YOWWWWWWWWWWWWW!” yelled Cera really loudly.
The Old One turned around and glared at them. “What are you guys doing here?” she demanded angrily.
