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ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion
Tips & Strategies
Sincerely, Shrikesong
(3/6)
The day has come.
The pups exited the den for the first time. It was a mixture of excitement and fear. They didn't go far, just played outside. I sat close by at all times, trying to split my attention on them evenly. Eventually I realized I hadn't seen Wren in a while.
Or Canary.
I called Robin back to the den and ran off to search for the other two, but it didn't take me long to find Canary, holding her brother by the neck like a wolf carrying a deer carcass. He was still alive, barely, but I'd gotten there too late and he closed his eyes for good moments after I got there.
Part of me wanted to leave Canary there. To drag her far from the den as food for some wandering scavenger.
But she is still my child.
And I cannot bear to lose another.
Tell me what to do, Littlehare. Canary won't be satisfied until she is an only child, but Robin is hotheaded, and I hardly think she'll be one to sit down and take her sister's sadistic behavior.
One of them will kill the other, or both will die trying.
~~~~
I have held off hunting as long as I could, but I can wait no longer. The pups and I are starving and soon they'll be at eachother's throats.
I have never asked anything of the ancestors until now. Watch over my pups, keep them from killing each other.
Please.
~~~~
My pleas must not have reached the Forever Grounds, Littlehare.
I returned to the den with a pair of rabbits, only to find Robin eating her sister's body. Canary's neck had been snapped. Her face still held the wide-eyed stare of an animal that knows it is about to take its final breath.
She didn't have to explain. The scratches on her back said that Canary had attacked her while her back was turned, a fatal mistake that Robin could not leave unpunished. Even still, the survivor in her would not allow good food to go to waste. She was hungry, and Canary was dead, so she made the most of it.
It was sickening, to say the least, but somehow, it was also a relief. I myself had feared I would wake in the middle of the night with Canary trying her hardest to claw my throat open. She was no threat at her size.
But she would grow up eventually, and her sadistic, violent tendencies might have grown with her.
Perhaps the ancestors heard my plea after all. This might have been a mercy in disguise, making a tough decision so I didn't have to.
I do hope that Canary finds a peace of mind in the Forever Grounds, and that her brothers can find some way to forgive her.
Still, my little Robin is on her own now. I will protect her with my life.
Keep my pups safe, Littlehare,
Shrikesong
~CL1
Sincerely, Shrikesong
(2/6)
I've buried another pup.
It somehow hurt worse this time, I suppose because I had a little more time to grow attatched. I'm down to four now, two boys and two girls. If they all survive until tommorow, I will name them.
Food is still scarce. Struggling, but surviving.
I hope I can say the same for you, Littlehare.
~~~~
They made it through the night, all four of them. It seems like it's the first time in a long time the birds have sung, or the first time in a long time I could hear it.
I took it to heart and named the pups after song birds. The boys I call Finch and Wren, the girls I call Canary and Robin.
They've opened their eyes.
Tommorow I'll try to hunt something.
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The boys are always getting bullied out of food by their sisters. I'll have to pay closer attention to make sure they eat as well. They seem to have developed a heirarchy. I didn't know pups could do that.
Robin is the largest of all of them. Her size is enough to keep them back so she can eat. After her is Canary. She's the smallest, but full of attitude. She's constantly pestering the others, snapping at them. They seem more irritated than afraid, but Finch tried to start a fight with her and she injured him badly enough that I had to pull her away from him. Robin is the only one who's beat her in a fight, but that hasn't kept Canary from trying again and again.
Finch and Wren grow thinner by the day. I'm afraid I am near to burying another pup.
If you are in the Forever Grounds, take care of my pups, won't you?
~~~~
Finch did not wake up this morning.
Only Wren seemed to be upset by his brother's death. Robin sees it as an opportunity for more food. Canary doesn't seem to care at all.
I worry about her.
She shows little to no emotion, unless it's about herself. She has no problem trying to maim her siblings, not for food, but just for fun. I am attempting to keep her from the others, but with Finch gone, all of her attention has been placed on Wren, and there are times where I must leave the den to hunt.
I fear one day I will return to find another dead pup. Maybe two.
I don't know what to do.
Guide me please, Littlehare
Shrikesong
~CL1
Sincerely, Shrikesong (A Prequel to The Blood War)
(1/6)
Hello Littlehare.
Actually, I don't know that you can hear me. Maybe you aren't dead. Maybe you won the challenge for the alpha position. If you won, I'm sorry I couldn't see it little brother. You know I couldn't stay through all that bloodshed. It was sure to reach a dangerous point. So maybe you have died.
Maybe you stand here, right in front of me, hidden in the Forever Grounds ... do you still believe in all that rot? I've long lost my trust in our ancestor's protection, since mother and father were killed by that rogue bear on their last hunt.
I'd like to think you can hear me, dead or alive.
It's lonely here.
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Food is scarce. Shelter is scarce.
Everything is scarce.
No matter how much I eat, I hunger. No matter how much I drink, I thirst. I'm always tired, always sick, always angry. I want to go back, to be home, but there may not be a pack to go back to. Wolves were tearing each other's throats out when I left. Maybe all that remains is a pile of bloody bodies.
I can't go back, can I?
Tell me you won, Littlehare. Tell me it's safe to come home.
~~~
I haven't spoken to you in a while little brother. I suppose that's because I'm not alone anymore. I have pups now, seven of them. They're all half coyote, all small. They're needy.
I have never understood what it truely meant to be needed. Even as yours and Duskwind's big sister, you both took care of each other more than anything. But these pups, they NEED me. If I were to leave, they would die. Their very lives depend on me playing my part.
I'm not sure I can handle that responsibility.
I'm not by myself anymore, but I have never felt more alone than I do now.
I wish you were here.
~~~
I can't do this. I can't be a mother.
Mother taught me not to become attatched to your pups until after a few days. I couldn't help it. I found myself invested in them all, but I woke this morning with two of them stone-cold. I couldn't bring myself to bury them at first, but they began to decompose, and I realized the stench would draw predators.
I have never felt a pain like this since mother and father's death, or Duskwind's death. It's as if a part of me died with those two little ones. I might have laid down and died with them, but there are still five more who need me.
I want to know that it will be alright. That it won't get worse from here.
You can't give me that assurance, can you?
I miss home. I miss feeling safe.
I miss you, too.
Stay safe, Littlehare,
Shrikesong
~CL1
Very useful use to make a snake skycolor and made another a tan color and boon ramen noodles!
Now that I’ve recovered from my initial explosion of laughter so hard that I had tears in my eyes…
Excuse me, I gloat with all the style that my sky boots provide me. (Which isn’t much, because they’re really ugly…) I wear beautiful (shre-) suit coats with embroidered (shredd-) green vests! (They’re shredded- be quiet- Gator Loki did that-)
I’m going to focus on the one part of your lovely ballad that said “you’re honored to be my ally.” Everyone should be honored to be allied with ME, your magnificent ruler and president.
I am burdened with magnificent purpose. :)
- President Loki
HA. CL1, you’re a loser, I have a servant and you don’t! And my servant can write ballads about my epic fighting skills and my domination of all the Nine Realms.
BUT YOU’RE MEAN. Nothing is as glorious as MY purpose. I have a VERY glorious purpose, as their ballads shall state.
- President Loki
Loki, a merciful demigod,
said they are giving me favor,
What is more delightful than that?
I may not rhyme in this ballad,
But what is wrong with that?
Loki! A demigod of power,
When they take over the universe, I shall be spared!
And I will sing for them even in shackles,
AND I WILL THINK THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH THAT!!!
…
Thanks for liking my tribute!
Songwriter :)
AKA….. LOKI’S SERVANT or divine songwriter or divine bard or….
*goes on and on*
This bard's verses are more glorious than your purpose Pres.
~CL1
Sincerely, Shrikesong
(6/6) FINALE
Shrikesong opened her eyes. She was in front of her den. Everything felt ... strange. The pain was gone, and it felt as if her paws weren't even touching the ground.
She peeked into the den. Robin and Scavenger were asleep, soundly. She turned back and a line of six wolves were standing in front of the den, facing outward in a defense position. They were all pitch black, with stars in their fur. Their eyes were pure white and glowed like the sun. "What is this?" Shrikesong called out. "Who are you?"
She had hardly finished speaking when the mountain lion came bounding over the hills, pure acid in its eyes.
"No..." Shrikesong murmured as the beast pounded towards the den.
Suddenly, the six astral wolves grew, hunching down over the mountain lion. Their features grew sharp and their white eyes turned red. They snarled in unison, forming a line of bared teeth. The mountain lion couldn't stop itself quickly enough and it turned, tripping over its feet as it scrambled back the way it had come.
As the mountian lion disappeared, the spirit wolves returned to their original form, their eyes lightening to white again. "Thank you," Shrikesong whispered as they turned to face her. Their coats became shades of red and grey and brown, though they still shined with stars. For a moment, she didn't understand until she recognized Finch and Wren.
These were her children, protecting their sister from the Forever Grounds. Each of them formed a loose line in the order they had died, touching noses with her before disappearing into the tree line, which now shined with stars as well. At the end of the line was Canary.
Canary said nothing to Shrikesong, and didn't touch noses with her, a silent assurance that she held no resentment to her mother, nor any love. She too turned and raced into the tree line, in a different direction than the rest of her siblings. Shrikesong looked back at the den. She wasn't worried about Robin. The little coywolf would survive, she was sure of it.
"I heard you, all along," came a familiar voice from behind her. Littlehare stood before her, along with Duskwind and their parents, all smiling at her. "We all did."
~CL1 says thanks for reading! :>
I am going to start rating stories depending on their likes. One like equals ten percent. Would it be ok if I did this for your stories?
-Apex
What the heck is happening here I just wanted to make some sky dye bro.....
Sky Dye is looking rough, P. Metallica. Enjoy your temporary death, I’ll keep it safe until you re-awaken.
*Lokius magic surrounds Sky, shrouding it with protection from any whom would harm the environment.*
- President Loki
Ok fine, since everybody’s doing it this is probably now the poet dye.
I’ll do one.
Ok.. uh-
* gets trumpet *
President Loki, a king so fine!
Can sing very nice!
He’s our king, and don’t you forget it!
All of us know and so we can get it!
The story writers, we all sing along!
To create one big songggg…
*trumpet intensifies
President Loki!
You vanquished the beasts on the dyes,
You have inspired our lives!
We shall not back down!
To fight for our right!
Oooooof the dyyyyyes!
*trumpet stops.*
Yeah so uh, I think that was more of a song
-slither
Aww, thank you, Slither! I don’t mind the no poem thing, it’s a surprise and a privilege that someone made one for me at all.
I would agree that most people support me, but that CL1 character? Mmm, I’m not so sure…
- President Loki :)
Survivor! You listen to nightmares never end too!? Cool
Oh and sorry for what I’m about to do
-WhiteWinterTiger
Apex has officially become the most powerful being on the earth because it’s close to his birthday. Don’t disrespect him or he’ll send you to a world of suffering.
-Lamprey
Fine Shadow, you can beat up Lolbit on the way to the terminal. Also your child will be fine (I hope). I’ll try to get the simbiat off of the crystal queen, so she can guard him! But first I need to train her like a puppy.
Ugh!!! *gets slapped by a Rockwell tentacle* AHHHHHHHhHHhhHhHhH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY. LEGS. ARE. ABLAZE!!!
“Enough this end’s NOW! And YOU! YOUR SURVIVAL ENDS HERE!!!”
“Mate it’s not even started yet! So I’ll take my chances!!! Come at ME!!!”
*gets my rib’s destroyed by another tentacle* AAAaAAaAaaAaHHhhHhhHHhHhHhHhhHhHhHhhHhHhHhHhhHhh!!!
-a very damaged Surviver
Holy, i read that entire thing about brains that you posted P. Metallica, and im completely unfazed. How, I have no idea, but that thing you wrote about giant squids, IT DIDNT FAZE ME EITHER! Maybe because i am a shadow, i have no idea, i also have no idea on how you wrote that entire thing, how long did it take, 5 days?!?!?
-shadow
Random person with shotguns!? I have a name you know!
-Annoyed Apex
Wait what, i have a kid to yake care of, i cant go on an adventure!
-shadow(unless i get to beat up lolbit, then im fine with it)