Dododex
ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion
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Danger
It was early afternoon when I first heard them. I tiptoed past my sleeping family.
Direwolves are not night creatures by nature. We feared the sabertooth tigers. But we feared poachers and soldiers of Fenrir even more.
Still,I was restless. And I was sure I heard something just outside the door: the air, moving beneath wings both delicate and powerful.
My sister Lampery yawned and opens one eye. “I’m so hungry I could eat you, Basilisk, she murmured.
“She’s too scrawny to eat,” said my oldest brother, Allo.
I ignored their teasing. I was used to ignoring my siblings. It took some effort, squeezing through the door of our temporary home. An abondoned dirbear cave.
Direwolves used to move around the snow. We didn’t do that anymore.
There were many things we didn’t do anymore. Or so Dilo, our teacher, the holder of our history, told us. He hinted at much more, but there were parts of the direwolf story too harsh for our young ears.
I emerged from the direbear cave into the sunlight.
The sound grew nearer, and then I saw them above the cave.
Lymantras!
There were four of them, easily three tails wide and almost as long, with shimmery wings that wove rainbows out of the tree-filtered light. They must have thought there were still direbears there.
“Basilisk.” The voice was soft, part concern, part scold. I turned to see that my mother had joined me.
Lymanrias, megalainia!” I whispered.
She followed my gaze. “So beautiful. They’re heading north, I expect. It’s migration time for them.”
“I wish I could go, too.”
“I know it’s hard sometimes, this life. Especially for you little ones.”
“I’m not little.”
My mother nudged me with her nose. “Not so little anymore. True enough.”
I sighed, leaning into her. She was as warm and safe as a patch of sun.
I’m bored, Megalainia. I want to have fun. I want to chase my tail. I want to learn new things. I want to go on adventures and be brave.”
“No need to rush towards bravery,” she said softly. “No rush at all.”
“Now, it’s back to bed for you. We have a long night’s walk ahead of us.”
The lymantrias still circled, dipping and twirling just beyond reach. “A few more minutes, Megalania,” I pleaded. “They’re so pretty.”
“Not too long,” she said, “and no exploring.” She turned then hessstaated. “I love you, my pup. Don’t ever forget that.” “I love you, too, Megalainia.”
When the lymanrias where gone I was still playing on the beach. I never really listened. Suddenly I smelled hyenadons. I didn’t care. Then I smelled equeses. I didn’t care. I smelled gunpowder. I stopped. I smelled human. I looked behind me. Hyenadons were sniffing. Humans with guns were on equeses. I ran for my life. I heard a yell. I heard gunshots. The eques, human and gunpowder smell were getting closer. Some hyenadons were running beside me. One lunged. It pinned me down. “You don’t have to do this. You can run.” It growled, then it acted like I attacked it. It woofed softly. I ran. I heard a gunshot. I felt a bang than a sharp feeling. I fell. The human crouched down near me. “Don’t you dare get close to me!” I saw some humans head toward the direbear cave. I heard gunshots and cries. I smelled fire and smoke and direwolf corpses. The human pointed a gun to my face. I felt a sharp feeling as it all went black.
-Fenrir
Ark dossiers
Part 3: amargasaurus
Here we go, the diplodocus mixed with a stegosaurus or whatever! Well my documentation will be splendid this time! The amargasaurus, is the best sauropod yet! Working like a thorny dragon of some sort, but instead of tranquilizing quills, this thing has the ability to switch between them! Fire and ice, perhaps that could help with the temperature! If your in a cold tundra, you could switch the quills to fire mode, in order to heat your self up! When your in a bloody desert, scorched earth for example, you could switch to ice mode and col of! Perhaps a cape made off of the hard scales on the amargasaurus, with the quills under for the ability’s, would work! Or you could use the quills as a puffy neck warmer, just shaking your head to change modes! So many ideas over flowing, you could have them as a primary weapon, similarly to the TEK claws, but primitive of course! Or you could make special arrows with the quills! Or even a bow with the quills, or a spear! As for the sail holding the quills, that could be used as a glider! Perhaps a cape would work as well! But perhaps, putting the sails on saddles with heavy machinery, like guns, then you could have the sail as an ammo holder! Or even just clothes! The quills could also work for decorative reasons or protection! All I know is that ideas may be flowing in the readers mind!
There for, I’ll name this creature: Amargeus, quill-o-saurus!
-walker!
The promised land AKA Nic’s story chapter 6 let me just say I started doing alphabetical order and also chapter 4 is on arthroplurea and chapter 5 is on allo. Let’s get started
Nic didn’t have the heart to kill anyone so he smacked the lady in the face with the dull side of the pile and she immediately fell asleep. Nic walked over to the man and said “So she mentioned James I’m guessing that’s your name.”
“Yeah it is.” The man responded.
“Well how can I help you?”
“Start by getting some medical brews I have a recipe in the preserving bin downstairs.” Nic sprinted down stairs and opened the preserving bin he grabbed a sheet of paper. This recipe was very expensive Nic went outside to look for a green house he found one. It was full of fruits and vegetables Nic took just as many as he needed. Nic ran back inside and quickly grabbed narcotic from a mortar and pestle near the door. He used the cooking pot in the kitchen area to make the strange purple goo. He ran back upstairs and handed James the strange dish. “What is this?” James asked.
“Is something wrong!” Nic responded.
“Yes this is a mind wipe tonic are tou trying to wipe my memory?” The man yelled.
“I must have grabbed the wrong recipe.” Nic said. As he turned and ran back down stairs. Nic grabbed tintoberries and narcotic and made 5 medical brews he shoved them in his pocket and ran back upstairs. “Here.” Nic said shoving the bottle of red liquid in front of James who grabbed it instantly and drank it. His wound began healing instantly.
“I think I know how we can use the mind wipe tonic.” James said and pointed toward the woman on the ground snoring. Nic nodded. The man took the purple goo and fed it to the woman. “When she wakes up don’t say anything let me talk to my sister alone.”
“She’s your sister?” Nic asked.
“Yes.” James responded “I’m glad we have a second chance to be a family.”
“Should I say congratulations or just be quiet?” Nic asked only half joking. James laughed. Nic wondered what had split James’s family apart and why his sister had come to kill him…