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was beginning to show.
The birds are going South. Those
When do we get to go South?
It'll be time to go when
your father says it's time.
It's time.
Move 'em out, Patchi.
You don't have to tell me twice.
Move 'em out, Patchi.
Right, here we go.
My first migration.
Eat my dust, Patchi.
It's not a race.
Come on, guys, don't be shy.
We're all going
to the same place.
Hey, Alex,
don't most birds fly South?
It's called symbiosis, buddy. I get
transportation and you get pest control.
Gotcha!
Seriously,
you're a buffet on four legs.
And the herd lumbered South
across the Alaskan hinterland...
Whoa,
what do you mean, lumbered?
Well, you weren't
exactly gallivanting.
Yeah, we're Pachyrhinosaurs.
We don't gallivant.
No, you do not,
but I have to warn you,
every good story
has a scary part
and that's coming up,
so get ready.
Oh, I'm ready.
It was late afternoon and the
clouds were gathering in the east.
Okay, okay, let me tell it.
I have the flair.
The clouds gathered in the east.
Soon, a portent of
approaching danger
floated in upon
the changing winds...
...a harbinger in the form
of a glorious winged creature.
Danger, danger, everyone!
Warning, warning!
Did you hear that, Dad?
Danger.
Of course he heard.
What'd I say, huh?
My father ordered
the herd into the forest
to find shelter from the storm.
The weather worsened,
and my friend Patchi's young life...
...was about to
change in a flash.
I'm scared.
I'm not scared. You're the
only one who's scared.
Well, you and maybe that guy.
Wusses.
turned the forest into a tinderbox...
...ready to
explode into flames.
I know you humans like to
think you discovered fire...
...but trust me,
it's been around
since the time of the dinosaurs.
Patchi's father smelled trouble.
Quickly, he called to the others.
This was no time
to dilly-dally.
Dad, what's going on?
- What is it, Alex'?
- It's fire!
What's fire?
Does it eat meat?!
It eats everything. Run!
Go on!
Bulldust and his family
hurried toward open ground.
But there was just one problem:
Predators.
For one dinosaur's misfortune
is another dinosaur's feast.
Hi there! Friend or foe?
Foe, foe, definitely foe!
Wait up, guys!
Scowler, I don't like migration!
I wanna go home!
Patchi, try and be brave like Dad.
What do we do now?
What do we do?!
Don't worry,
You mean us, right?
Right, us.
Help, Dad!
Dad, over here!
That was a good idea, Dad.
I was gonna do the same thing,
bust through that tree.
Hey, where's Mom?
Separated from the others...
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