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Buck

Diego growled as he walked through the woods in silence. He was angry at everything. Frida ditched him to go back to their herd, so here he was traveling alone. He thought Frida loved him too much to leave him like that. Guess Frida wasn't as in love as he thought.

Diego growled and swiped his paw at the snow in anger. He never felt this hurt before. He never thought Frida would leave him like this. If she loved the herd, she could stay with them. Diego wasn't going to stop her now. He didn't know when he would see her again, but he did know he was going to have a few choice words to say to her.

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Frida had no idea what happened to her. The last thing she remembered was falling someplace very high and that was it. She didn't remember hitting the ground, water or anything. She just knew every part of her body hurt so much.

"Well, look who's awake!"

"Diego?" Frida murmured.

She moaned as she opened her eyes. She found herself laying on a bed of giant leaves. Instead of Diego, she saw some kind of weasel wearing a leaf for an eye patch, holding a knife in his hand.

"I don't know who this Diego fella is", the weasel said. "But the name's Buck, short for Buckminster, long for Buh."

Frida moaned as she tried to move. Buck gently pushed her back down.

"You shouldn't move so much", he said. "You took a rather nasty fall. Falling from up there to the lake was a tall feat. I'm surprised you didn't break more ribs."

"Break my ribs?"

She gasped and looked to see her ribs wrapped with leaves. Frida looked at Buck a little scared. Why was this weasel helping her out? Where exactly was she? Everything was so big and different. Where was Diego?

"I have to get back", Frida said struggling to get up. "I have to find Diego."

She moaned and fell back down. Her ribs hurt her to stand on her own four paws.

"Not to worry", Buck said twirling his knife in his hand. "Buck's here to look after you."

"You don't understand", she said. "My mate. I have to get back to him."

"You can't go anywhere with those ribs, mate", he said. "Best if you stay here till they feel better. Make yourself at home and remember, always listen to Buck."

He put his knife between his teeth as he grabbed onto a wine, swinging off to the wilderness. Frida gasped as she looked around. She saw giant butterflies almost as big as Manny and Ellie and she saw what looked like dinosaurs. Where exactly was she?

Frida laid on the bed of leaves hoping Buck would come back soon. With broken ribs, there was no way she could defend herself against any dinosaur.