Dododex
ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion
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What are some stories about the fenrir? Memorable fenrir stories, wild encounters, and fan fiction.
Wolf Tale’s chapter 3, Moon scurried away into the den Brooklyn came up to moon and said “ Where have you been all night?” Brooklyn said with curiosity “ Just exploring why? “ “ Oh,” Brooklyn said, That night Moon ran off to the Shallow Meadows Xander and Moon had feelings for each other Moon walked up to Xander with a red face and said “ Will you be my Boyfriend “ Xander said with a red face also “ Yes! “ ( idk what else to put i have ran out of ideas 😔✌️ )
Wolf Tale’s chapter 2 Moon was pinned to the ground by a muscular furious male wolf Moon would have a slight blush on his face.The male wolf cocked his head to the exit of the den before the male wolf left he whispered one thing to Moon “ Meet me at the Shallow Meadow forest “ the wolf said with a blush. It was later that night the wolfs meet up they played for a while and fell asleep. Later that morning Moon had woken up and said “ Bye Xander! “ he ran off to his pack the leader yelled at him with deep anger “ WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!” “ I-I was just walking around in the forests you know,” said Moon.
Wolf Tale’s Chapter 1 - The beginning
Moon and Brooklyn were walking through the dark forest, as the moonlight shined on there soft coats as they walked Moon moaned “ When are we gonna get there Brooklyn?! “ Brooklyn snapped “ Soon Moon soon. “ when they got there the leader Ace walked down away from the pack and said calmly “ Where have y'all been? “ Moon answered “ Oh we just went on a walk in the beautiful forest.” Ace walked away quietly Moon and Brooklyn walked in the den then another pack raided the den as one of the members from the pack pounced on the leader, “ ACE! “ Layla shouted with fear.
Deja-vu
Part 2
I walk on for miles, cold, shivering, my only warm supplied by the rapidly sinking sun, and what little garments I have to clothe my otherwise bare body.
For the first time in a long time…I felt- lost.
I stared about in growing desperation, with each step, my body weakened, what little morale i had, had died long ago.
I cross over the gray beaches toward the far lands, a wooded patch far ahead, and after a long bout of trekking, I reached it.
A long stretch of wood, parasaurs, dilophosaurs, and dodos, all creatures I had become familiar with, dotting the wooded land.
As I gazed around, my eye caught a beast of metal hide, glowing with a mechanical light, it was a parasaur…but not.
Despite my frail body, and weakened state, I threw all caution to the wind, and charged toward the beast, it only stared in a confused trance, before I met it, with my fists, the sharp pain of flesh meeting metal stung, and bruised, but as it ran, I felt a surge of hope, and so I charged after, heart alight with the hope of tomorrow.
-SB8960
Cold hell
Chapter 1
Page 3
Canine had arrived at the forests, but something was wrong, it felt like something was watching him. That very night, he went to drink, and saw a strange bird fly over the creek. He growled, blasting a beam if frost towards it, scaring it away. For now.
The next day, he went out hunting. He saw a trike, the perfect target. One beam of frost and a few bites later and the trike was dead. After his feast, Canine strolled around, looking for more prey. He was growing rapidly, thus he needed to eat more and more every day. One mammoth later and he finally felt at peace. He curled into a ball, falling a sleep, letting his body grow. He was drained after the long hunting he had done. And now he could rest.
The next morning he yet again hunted for more prey, mammoths, rexes, argys even survivors. But he didn’t find much. He settled on three trikes, as they were no longer even a threat towards him. They could still hurt him, but he could easily kill three of them. After his feats, he yet again hunted, and hunted, and hunted. Eventually he gave up. Curling up in a ball, falling a sleep.
-Surviver