Reply To: The Land Before Time XV: The Friendly Sharptooth Flyer
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE: PTERO RETURNS TO AGATHA
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Ptero went looking for his mother. He was soon able to find her. She turned to stare at him.
“Ahhh, Ptero. How did it go?” she asked sweetly.
“They like me. They are good after all. You were wrong.” said Ptero.
“What?!” said Agatha in shock.
“You were wrong. They are nice Flatteeth!” said Ptero excitedly.
“There are no nice Flatteeth! It’s time to come home Ptero!” said Agatha.
“But…..” protested Ptero.
“Listen to mother!” snapped Agatha.
The pack looked at poor Ptero. They felt sorry for him. The boy really looks dejected. All he wanted to do was make friends. said a Sharp Beak, shaking his head.
He’d make a better leader than Agatha. whispered another.
I wanted him to be happy. He’s not happy with his life. I’d hoped that he’d find happiness away from her. whispered yet another.
Meanwhile, Littlefoot and the others were wondering about Ptero. “Perhaps we should go and see him.” suggested Petrie.
“But what about his mother? You heard what Ptero says she thinks of Leaf Eaters.” said Cera skeptically. They nodded.
“Well…..we can go to her and show that there are nice Leaf Eaters. Then maybe she will have a change of heart.” suggested Littlefoot.
“Or a nice big meal!” Cera countered.
“We will have to risk it.” said Littlefoot.
“If we encounter his mother, we might come across the whole pack. Great way to die young.” Cera countered.
The group shuddered. “I hadn’t thought of that. But Ptero needs us.” said Littlefoot.
“What do you think Spike?” Cera asked. Spike shrugged. He found some Tree Stars and started eating them. “Spike, we’re having a discussion! You should pay attention!” Cera snapped angrily. Spike stuck his tongue out at her. There was some chewed up food on his tongue. “Gross!” said Cera in disgust.
“We need to find Ptero.” said Littlefoot. They set out looking for him.
Meanwhile, Ptero and the others started to move. They headed toward the Great Wall. Ptero moved slowly, for he didn’t want to leave the Great Valley. It still felt like home. He had so many Tree Stars and other nice things to eat. He was getting over his urge to eat meat too. But now it seemed impossible.
“Now Ptero, I’m going to train you to be as great as me. You’ll be able to bring down prey without them seeing. You’ll be a better hunter than me by the time it’s time for you to take over the pack I believe.” said Agatha, smiling.
“Yes Mother.” said Ptero. He didn’t want to hunt, but it seemed his life now. He was a Sharptooth after all. He’d seen the world.
“Mom, I want to stay!” he pleaded.
“No, your father would be very disappointed in your behavior Ptero. Come with me and come back to what we wanted for you.” said Agatha.
“Did he want that or is it just you?” asked Ptero angrily.
“Silence boy! Listen to your mother! Don’t make me have to apply force!” she snapped.
They climbed up the Great Wall. They approached the top of the Great Wall. Ptero looked back. He wanted one last look at the Great Valley. “Come on Ptero.” said Agatha. She was furious at how close the Flatteeth had come to ruining her plans of dominating Ptero’s life and keeping up her dynasty. She wanted Ptero out of there as fast as Congress to spend money on wasteful projects.
Ptero was about to take flight. However, he heard voices calling to him. “Ptero, don’t go. Please!” Ptero turned. Littlefoot and his friends called out to him. Ptero hung back. Agatha stared at the Flatteeth. Her anger was rising. Not now. Not that she was so close to victory.
