Molly was feeling better, it seemed that the way she was trying to make things fair between the  two was making him believe new things about her at least. She wasn't sure about the rest of the people. She was different than the rest, that is why she ended up getting along with him and the others would of never spoke to him and just banded up to kill him. She was glad they had spoke, this peace was something they had needed  for a long time. It just kept getting worse and worse as  time went on. Soon, barely any of the dinosaur riders would be left. Her people were dwindling, yet  his people thrived. They had the advantage over hers.<br/>"Yes that  seems  fair, I will tell my people about these rules  and we shall meet in a week."<br/>She was worried, though the  rules  seemed fair to both sides, she had a bad  feeling her people wouldn't like being on the same terms as  them. It would be easier  for the younger ones to see things differently, but  the older ones might cause trouble.