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ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion
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The Blood War
Chapter Twenty-four
“He didn’t kick me out, he killed me. When I go back, wolves will be staring in disbelief, not trying to tear me limb from limb.”
What fantastic parting words, Bone’s head couldn’t help but snap, as he tried once more to rise. Pain engulfed his skeletal figure, burning like a fire on the horizon. With a breathless grunt of pain, he collapsed again, clenching his eyes closed to choke the pain out.
Craning his head around, he could see the faint color of dirt-bound red beneath him, and knew straight away that he was laying in his own blood. How funny; he wasn’t sure if he would even be able to bleed anymore, or feel physical pain.
He closed his eyes, taking a pain-clogged breath as he tried to drag himself into a dream. For a while, his pain-bound body refused to fall unconscious, but finally, dark tendrils of sleep wound their way around his mind and dragged him into tense slumber.
Bone padded silently through a sun-dappled forest, the wind causing his thick, blue-gray fur to ripple. Here, in a dream, his form was intact, as was the same with every ancestor. The pain of his spine- or, his hip, as Outlander had told him- was briefly gone, enabling him to walk freely.
He thrust himself through a patch of thick, bowing ferns and found what he was looking for. Lying against a tall beech tree, sun dappling her light fur, lay the figure of a quite small wolf; apparently having died far too young.
As Bone approached, his tail swishing behind him, she sat up. She wasn’t a wolf at all, but a young coyote, strands of mist clinging to her fur as she moved.
“You have to work together, now?” she asked softly, pivoting to face him with a friendly look that was not at all fitting, judging by the fact that she was speaking with her murderer.
He sat a few feet away from her, nodding. “Funny how the world works things out like that,” he sighed. “I’m trying to keep her safe, I swear that I am. But she’s just so… reckless.”
The small coyote grinned at him. “From what I hear, you were reckless, too, when you were still alive.” Closing his eyes he exhaled, re-opening them a heartbeat later and looking down at his paws, claws curling into the dirt.
“The moment we’re done with this,” he murmured finally, lifting his head to look up at her, “and the moment that Snowblind is dealt with, I promise that I will bring her here to see you, Scavenger.”
She stood, padding over and stretching up to touch her nose to his, for which he met her halfway. “Thank you,” she sighed softly, before turning and padding away into the trees.
“He’s up here,” said Outlander’s voice, which brought him fully awake. He kept his eyes closed and ears back, but the smell of the small coywolf and another bathed his tongue.
Guess she didn’t die, his mind said sarcastically, opening his eyes to look over at them. The wolf beside her was old-looking, with one eye pressed tightly shut. The open eye was wide, staring in shock at the Bone Beast which lay in front of him.
“He was stepped on by an elk,” Outlander said, darting around to motion to his hip. “Is there anything you can do to help?”
The old wolf padded over, lowering his head to examine the injury. “I’ll try my best,” he told her.
- President Loki
More Green Coloring Tips
WHY ARE THERE SO MANY BLOOD WAR TIPS
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Why the he'll is there an entire book written out in the tips???
Use this it’s the best color in the game. Armor,doors you name it
to the person who needed help: make sure you’re using the correct number of berries AND charcoal. put only 9 amar, 9 azul and 2 charcoal (or multiply everything by the amount you want) and this will yield x5 green dye. ☺️
Good on ghilli armor
Looks awesome
You can make this in the cooker as well
To dye your dino you will need amber crush it up depending on you dino you will need about 10 to 15 and then you put the amber dust is a moter and pestle and mix them together and then you give it to your dino and there you go good luke 👍
The Blood War
Chapter Six
Another waking nightmare, a wolf's skeleton, partially cloaked with dark, rotted skin.
He sat completely and utterly still, staring forward directly at Ashsky. A young, silver wolf stood before the beast, frozen by fear. Outlander looked around at the faces of her packmates to answer the question that had been coiling at the bottom of her stomach. The fear, the disbelief, the disgust ... that said it all.
This was no nightmare. This one was real.
Ashsky trembled a bit, clearing her throat before she barked, "Back away, Stormwind." Her quavering voice filled the still clearing. Outlander expected the beast to protest, the launch itslef forward, teeth bared, but it only stood, a silent, stone guardian keeping watch until the time to act.
"I can't..." murmered a small voice.
"Storm."
"I can't move. I can't," the poor young she-wolf whimpered. Her entire body trembled and she spoke in a whisper laced with terror.
"Please, Stormwind. Try. Please, just back away from it."
The word "it" sparked a flame within the skeletal statue. It tilted its head up slightly and as the sun shone on them, those eyes, once dead grey with boredom or exauhstion or both, suddenly shimmered a feirce blue. In one instantaneous motion, it shot the front half of its body forward, snatching Stormwind's neck in its bone jaw. Ashsky and the rest of the pack dropped into battle-stance immediately, ears pinned, tails lashing, and slobbering teeth bared, but none dared close in on the beast.
The silver wolf yelped, trying to break free of the beasts hold, to no avail. Every kick, every bite, every attempt Stormwind made had no effect, other than ruffling the beasts fur a bit. It's eyes shadowed, the blue flame that lit them dying out. It fell still into its statue-like state again. In a low voice that chilled the very air around them, emanating from some place dark and deep within, it growled, "Get rid of me..." The words didn't come out of his mouth. They didn't have to. Nothing about this creature made sense.
There was silence, then the voice boomed again, stronger ... angrier, "Get rid of me?"
"Stop this," Ashsky barked. "Let her go!"
The beast rose to its feet slowly, Stormwind still in its grip. It was a giant compared to the wolves.
Outlander had heard the stories coyote pups had scared each other with, about the death-wolf, the monster made of bones and skin that killed you if you were first to see it that day. Now realization hit her hard. Coyotes didn't bother with ghost-stories; monsters were real, and she was staring right at one.
The blue flame shone again, and the death-wolf lunged.
~CL1
The Blood War
Chapter one
Sunlight laced itself through the wisps of white cloud in the sky, the broad blue expanse high above the treetops looming wide and welcoming. A cloud of dust whirled upward from Bone’s feet as he walked, sockets grinding together as he pressed weight onto his unprotected bones that he walked upon.
“Hungry again,” he rumbled to himself in a deep voice, no more worn than it had been six years ago. Or fifty. Or four hundred. “Nothing I can do about it. Unrepentant rats…” he spoke the last part in a menacing tone, swinging his head around to stare piercingly back the way he had come. Behind him, over the broad stretch of dusty, rocky desert which reminded him of his time with Journey, lay a low inward dip, trees and earth cascading into itself to form a protected valley, where a wolf pack had settled. Apparently ungrateful to have a connection with their ancestors, they had forced him to leave their territory.
He paused his walk as he reached the shade of a twisted, scraggly tree, inhaling sharply, causing air to whip into the hollow cavern of his skull and tasting the scents that danced upon his tongue. “Time to find a new forest,” he said in fake elatedness, jaw clicking and sending a tremor through his rib cage. “Or maybe…” As he turned to look back the way he came, he let out a gentle huff. “Flesh of my flesh, ripped from my bones,” he breathed to himself. An image of the small coyote he had found a long while ago wavered into his mind. “That was a… nice place. And not… too far from here.”
Bone spun in a slow circle, thinking. “There was a wolf pack nearby. Hm, hm, yes, a wolf pack nearby. And that coyote pack…” The involuntary motion of drawing his tongue across his upper lip escaped him at the thought. “Flesh and torn body. Hmm.”
With a swish of his battered tail, he turned and set off at a quick lope in the direction of the forest his mind had dare remind him of. In the direction of wolves who appreciated him; or, at least, pretended to. In the direction of a coyote pack he had stalked nearly two years prior.
In the direction of blood and flesh.
- President Loki
So idk why the industrial cooker in mobile makes it into like yellow and blue dye can someone help?