Years went by. The outside world changed constantly by floods, earthquakes, volcanoes and the growth of green food. With all these changes, the Great Valley remained the same for the most part. Sure, a flood or earthquake would happen every now and then, but the Great Valley still held the promise of prosperity.

Along with time came growth. As Littlefoot grew, changes occurred in his world. The first was Bron and Denise having two eggs. Over the course of the year after they arrived in the Great Valley, Denise treated him like her own son. She would look out for him, scold at him for his safety, and encouraged him when he was down. His father did the same thing, but he found to spend more time with Denise than his actual father, even though Denise and Bron were together most of the time. Finally, they announced to Littlefoot that he might have a brother or sister. He got both. When hatching day came, everyone in the Great Valley witnessed the miracle of birth. Now, Littlefoot wasn't the last of his herd.

Littlefoot and Ali made friends in the Great Valley with the other dinosaurs. They befriended a Triceratops named Davis, a Pteranodon named Kenny, a Gallimimus named Jenny, and a Iguanodon named Earl. They would go exploring, get chased by something terrifying, survive by some miracle, and get a lecture from their parents or get in trouble. This would happen twice a week.

Ali waited day after day for her herd. She kept a laughing face, but she was distraught in her insides. Littlefoot would spend the most time with her, giving support. She was family to him, even though they were third cousins. She always felt better when Littlefoot was there. Their relationship as friends grew to something more over the years.

As the years went on, Littlefoot and Ali grew old together. Grandpa and Grandma Longneck were the first ones of the family to die. Bron and Denise followed years after Littlefoot's grandparents. Before their deaths, they saw the babies of Ali and Littlefoot. It warmed their hearts they were grandparents before their deaths.

Littlefoot's sister left with a migrating herd. She had fallen in love with another longneck of that herd. She followed him. She did say goodbye to her two brothers, Ali, her parents, and Littlefoot's babies. A month after the deaths of Bron and Denise, Littlefoot's brother left. He said he wanted to explore the world and hopefully settle down in a new place to start and raise a family. That was the last time they ever saw him.

Littlefoot and Ali remained in the Great Valley. Eventually, Littlefoot became the leader of the valley. His partner leader was Davis, who seemed very simple-minded. Littlefoot was the voice of reason and strategy as Davis was the anger or fear caught in the moment.

Littlefoot and Ali grew old, watching their young also age. They had three kids in total. Two were males, and one was female. The brown colored male with greenish eyes was called Bron. The bluish male longneck with amber eyes was called James. The pinkish female with blue eyes was called Hope. They all grew up and only Hope had stayed with her mate Oscar as her brothers left.

Today, Littlefoot was telling a story. He had enjoyed them as a child, so he spread the word and told stories of what he saw, legends, and his experience. There was one story that stood out in particular. He didn't like to tell it over and over again, but it displayed leadership, courage, and faith.

"…Before the sharptooth could even get to us, my father saved our lives. At the time, I didn't recognize him as my father. He wasn't there when I was there."

"Where was he?" asked a longneck child.

"Don't know, but he had been traveling the land, looking for me. I guess he knew I was his son before I knew he was my father."

"How so?" asked an Iguanodon child.

"It's fatherly instincts, I think. When you are older, you'll understand."

"There you are."

All six dinosaurs turned around and saw an old Ali walking up to them.

"It's getting late. Time for little ones to get into their nests."

"Aw," said the group of children.

"She's right. Tomorrow, I will finish the story."

The little ones went back to their nests, except for two longnecks. They walked up to Ali and Littlefoot.

"Grandpa, is it all true?" asked the green longneck.

"It is, Theodore. Your grandma and I went through so much out in the Mysterious Beyond. That's why your mother always tells you to not go out there alone."

"I don't. I go with Wendy and the others."

Littlefoot chuckled. Ali looked at her mate in disapprovement and faced the two siblings.

"Wendy, you do know it's dangerous out there?"

"Yes," replied the yellowish longneck, "but I think some of the things out there are beautiful. Grandpa said that he and you would go out of the Great Valley."

"But you must obey your mother. You grandfather is not the role model type.

Littlefoot half-closed his eyes and stared at Ali. She felt the stare and looked back. She tilted her head with her widening eyes. Littlefoot sighed and figured that she was right for the five thousandth time.

"Yes," said Littlefoot. "You should be grateful for a mother who worries about you."

"We know, Grandpa," said Theodore.

Hope and Oscar met them halfway to Littlefoot and Ali's resting place. Their kids walked up to them.

"Hi Mom and Dad," they both said.

"Hey kids," said Oscar.

"I hope they weren't too much trouble, Mom and Dad."

"Nah," said Littlefoot. "The younglings enjoyed my stories."

"Which one did you tell them, Dad?"

"The one you like: when your mother and I were coming here."

"Oh. I like that one, but I think some parts are inappropriate for the kids."

"I see. You know, I skipped those parts when you were younger. I just couldn't bring those memories back again."

Ali faced Littlefoot. She knew what he meant. She rested her cheek on his cheek.

"It's late," said Ali. "We'll have breakfast together."

"Only if Oscar doesn't oversleep."

"Dear, you know that only happened…three times."

"I'm just teasing."

Oscar looked down and chuckled when he saw his kids yawning.

"C'mon. Let's get these adventurers to sleep."

"Alright. Well, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye, Hope," said Ali.

Littlefoot and Ali watched as Hope and her family walked to their nest. Littlefoot sighed.

"I hope our boys are okay."

"I know they are. Remember, it's not long before they come for a visit."

"Right, we agreed that they would come after the Cold Time. Boy, that's a while to go."

"I know, Dear."

There was a pause before Ali spoke.

"I think we did well as parents."

"Me too."

The old couple walked to their nest to end another day of their lives.