Dododex

ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion

Of Kin

Act II: Blizzard

Chapter 8

They dived through the trees and swooped up to the peak of the mountain. The snowcaps of the mountain were covered in nests and argents. They all looked up at the newcomers. There was a large tree on the peak, the largest nest sitting on top of it. There was an argent standing under the tree, presumably the leader. Is the snow argents dived down and landed in front of him, the red argents doing the same. Corvi sat the silver hatcheling down lightly.

"Welcome, Scarlet's Kin," said the commander, a light gray argent. "My name is Fryse. I lead the argents of Winter's Mouth."

Riot gave a nod of respect, "I'm Riot, commander of Scarlet's Kin in place of Flink."

"Commander?" Fryse said thoughtfully.

Corvi couldn't help but notice Sundown lowering his head sadly. He and Flink did look similar, probably siblings. The conversation was interrupted by squawking in the tree. Three hatchlings poked their heads out of the nest and called down to Fryse.

Fryse shook his head with a sigh, "Sorry about this. We'll have to continue this later; food has been a little scarce, and my hatchlings have no problem letting me know their hungry. You're all welcome to stay the night."

The red argents huddled atop Winter's Mouth. Despite them being strangers Despite them being strangers, this half of Blizzard's Kin was very friendly, helping wherever they were needed and taking care of thr hatchlings like their own. The snow argents had brought down a wooly rhino and now all of the argents were eating.

Corvi's meal was interrupted by a soft squawking.  She looked down. The silver hatchling was there begging for food. "What is your obsession with me?" she grumbled, flashing a serious but harmless glare. The hatchling smiled up at her. Corvi rolled her eyes before pushing the rest of her food towards the hatchling. He dug in happily.

"He hasn't been named yet," said Riot as he sat down next to her. "Ash never had the chance. Why don't you name him? He obviously likes you."

 Corvi felt more than a little uneasy at the thought of naming the hatchling of a dead argent she never even knew.  She looked down at the baby argent. He was completely silver, excluding his black beak and legs. Up until now, he had reminded Corvi of someone, but she only just now realized it was her father he looked like. "Silvermane," she said.

Riot nodded. "Fitting. How'd you come up with that?"

"It was my father's name. He died when I was young, about this hathcling's age."

Riot nodded quietly, not wanting to prod her any further.

That didn't bother Corvi at all.

[TRIVIA: For those of you unfamiliar with the map (this takes place on the Island btw, same as the other stories) Winter's Mouth is the rightmost mountain within the snow biome on the map.]

~CL1