Grandpa:
Were you splashing round in the bubbling mud again?
Littlefoot:
No, we were just sitting talking in the tall trees.
Grandpa:
Oh, that's perfect...
Littlefoot:
Only - then we had a visitor.
Grandpa:
Oh - and who was that?
Littlefoot:
Petrie's, uncle Pterano.
Grandma:
Oh my goodeness! Here - in the Great Valley?
Littlefoot:
And he was with some other fliers. I know he's Petrie's uncle but - there's something about him that - ooh, well, I just don't like him. Is that bad?
Grandpa:
Littlefoot, you have good insticnts and you should pay attention to them.
Grandma:
Did Pterano tell you why he left the herd?
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