Once the search party made it back to the Great Valley with Cera, the young threehorn's body slid down Topsy's side and onto the ground. The youngsters ran up and had their hopes dashed since Cera was not feeling or looking her best. Spike gasped in fear and dug his head into the ground. The sight of Cera's wounded body made Ducky start bawling her eyes out; Petrie comforted her the best he could while trying to keep his meal down. Littlefoot was sad, too; although, the children and grown ups were confused about how the young longneck wasn't disturbed by the blood.

"Littlefoot...but, how..." Topsy wondered.

"You'd be amazed after what I have been through; blood doesn't bother me since I've seen my own mother bleed to death; she still continued the battle with Sharptooth even with that deep flesh wound on her back; Cera was with me at the time, too," Littlefoot explained.

Topsy nodded and remembered that Cera told him about it once she made it to the Great Valley for the first time. All of a sudden, a pungent smell entered Littlefoot's nostrils.

"What's that smell?" Littlefoot asked.

"On the way back, I found a swamp and ate some swamp sticks; I was starving; guess I ate something that isn't agreeing with me," Topsy answered.

"No; it's not that kind of smell; it's worse than that," Littlefoot stated.

He then wandered over to Cera and got a closer look at her wound; green pus was leaking from the wound. Apparently one of the fast biters' talons were dirty.

"She's alive; but, she's out of it," Littlefoot said.

All Littlefoot had to do was stand next to Cera; and he felt a bit of heat coming from her. Topsy bent his head down to the young threehorn and nuzzled her gently, not even caring how hot she felt.

"Not to worry, Cera; we'll get you all better again..." Topsy stopped speaking due to getting choked up.

A few of his tears fell onto Cera's face; she then woke up feeling disoriented and confused.

"Daddy..." Cera moaned and coughed.

"Cera, your wound is infected; but, don't worry, we're gonna get you the treatment you need in order to get better; but, for now, save your strength," Topsy said as he tried to console her.

Cera soon fell back to sleep since she was so tired.

"Kids, how about you run along; Cera will be fine; me and Mr. Thicknose need to get her to the Healer Clearing," Topsy told them.

Once Spike lifted his head out of the ground, he wandered away with Littlefoot, Petrie and Ducky. Topsy gently lifted Cera onto his snout and followed Mr. Thicknose to the Healer Clearing.

Later in the day, Cera was still asleep; that's when Mr. Thicknose thought it was a good idea to rub some herbal paste on the wound. Topsy was instructed to keep her calm and steady in case she ever wakes up. Just as Mr. Thicknose started rubbing some herbal paste onto Cera's wound, the young threehorn woke up screaming and tried to get away.

"I'm sorry, Cera; but, it's the only way it'll get rid of the infection," Topsy told her.

Although, he managed to keep Cera from running off, her screams turned into sobs of pain. She eventually settled down and rested her head against Topsy's right forepaw. Mr. Thicknose had just finished putting the herbal paste on the wound and covered it up with some healing leaves. Then, both of the adults looked down at the sleeping threehorn.

"Thanks for everything; I don't know that much about healing infections; which is why I'm glad you're around since you have more experience," Topsy commented.

Mr. Thicknose smiled.

"If you think staying here to keep an eye on Cera will make you feel better, I'm okay with it; there are tons of green food to eat around here; I'm getting really hungry; how about you?" Mr. Thicknose wondered.

Topsy shook his head.

"I lost my appetite; it's not just because I'm worried about Cera; but, maybe I shouldn't have eaten all of those swamp sticks on the way back to the Great Valley," Topsy answered.

"You got a stomach ache or something?" Mr. Thicknose questioned.

Topsy nodded.

"Maybe a nap will help; I've taken naps whenever I had an upset stomach or a headache; or both; you could also try getting a drink; you're probably just thirsty," Mr. Thicknose said.

Topsy nodded.

After he gently set Cera aside, he grabbed a treestar and filled it up with water from a nearby pool of water and then walked back over and set it next to Cera. He then realized that he didn't get a drink for himself; so, he went back over to the water and took a drink. Once he quenched his thirst, he wandered back over to Cera and laid down. Mr. Thicknose smiled and gave the threehorns some space; it was at that moment that Topsy closed his eyes to rest.