Author's notes: As I did mention on my profile, I am updating each of my chapters again, now that I have made my editions to them. Thank you for being patient, my ninth chapter is in-progress, and should be uploaded by Sun. I just need to spend time on the chapter for this deadline I have made.

Prologue

Behold, the New Ones

The Autumn morning is a dull misty setting; the clouds overcast above the Great Valley, and the cold wind blowing amidst the land. Surely enough the Great Circle is rising; the deep red hue and dim pallet of colour showing the viable landscape as it once had been many years ago. The Great Valley dinosaurs as abundant as they always have been, strolling and grazing, living life their own way.

There is a sound of chirping from a tiny clutch of eggs in a stony caressing, a sign to mean new life is now ready to begin. Two adult Longnecks are standing there, rubbing heads with each other as the first crack forms on the largest of three eggs. The noises inside grow and a newly hatched Longneck breaks out, covered in a liquid substance from the egg where it formed and grew until this time. The mother rests herself down to imprint on her child, the father following soon after before the other two eggs begin shaking, the distinct chirping sound emanating from inside them and the cracks manifesting to help in the in-born strength all newly hatched must bear.

"Oh Littlefoot! They are so beautiful!" A familiar sounding Ali had joyously began as they rub heads again.

"I agree!" Littlefoot rubs his head on the other two, imprinting his scent on them as they all call. "Well done, my little ones." His voice is reminiscent of his grandma's, who sadly passed before the eggs were even laid. He wished she could see them in person, believing her spirit is with his mum's and that they are watching over from above. Grandpa arrives behind them, happy that he has survived his old years to view his great grandchildren, though quickly his eyes fill with tears as he remembers his mate until her last days. He brings his head down to rub them between the heads of his son and daughter-in-law, congratulating them for the new lives.

"Congratulations! Grandma would be very proud of you both." His words put a strain on him, and tears form again only this time of joy. The heartfelt scene is soon interrupted as Littlefoot and Ali's friends arrive. Cera charging creating a cloud of dust and dirt behind her; Ducky appearing from the lake dripping; Petrie diving from the sky at speed, and Spike manifesting from behind a large bush.

"Congratulations!" All but Spike shouted as they continued on towards them, slowing down only when they neared.

"It is great that they have finally hatched." Cera acclaimed. "Must have been tense!"

"Nope!" Ali had quickly replied in a high-pitched mannerism, as if the wait was nothing when she rose to her feet. Of course she admits deep down that her eggs did take longer than everyone else's to hatch and that she had been worried, but that did not matter to her. To have children with Littlefoot is all she ever dreamed of, recalling the pleasure she felt when Littlefoot finally mounted her near to the end of the Season of New Growth. It took him some time to be ready though, which she still cannot seem to understand. What had been holding him back from mating with her when she was ready? All the times she tried to seduce him never seemed to have worked until the Hot Times started coming around. Was he distracted? But now that their new kids have hatched, things could go back to normal eventually. He still seems to show the problems of being a father though, as she has witnessed more than once already these past few weeks. But at last she can introduce them to the other younglings from her friends that had hatched the week before. Lifting her kids onto her back, she starts heading off with the intent of showing them to Cera's little ones first. The friendship with her has been so much stronger than the rest, and everyone knows that though it does not stop them from trying to get them viewing their kids first.

"Oh please, view Petrie's clutch first. Me know they been waiting to see them." Petrie has kept to his way of speaking all this time, as he knows his friends would never want him to change.

"Oh no, no, no! My clutch has been waiting the longest so far! They have, they have!" No one wanted Ducky to change either, so she kept to her way of speaking though words of past notion are no hassle anymore. Spike wanted to say that his kids were waiting too, but no words came clear. Not even a noise could be heard so he had no other choice but to follow Ali walking with Cera and his other friends; the scars around his neck and throat very prominent in the glare that had somehow burst through, before disappearing once more as its energy dissipates amidst the grace of the Sky Puffies.