Rest In Piece Tina

Ferra’s Dream

Chapter 26

Racheal’s head rested on the black raptor’s side. She looked over at the few tames she owned. She listened carefully to the raptor’s steady breathing as it slept. She looked up at the sky and sighed.

The tribe wanted to travel to another ark. Haroh, the tribe leader, his goal was to take over as many arks as possible. He wanted to be a king. Racheal knew this was illogical, and wouldn’t work out, but she didn’t bother to tell him. She didn’t care what he did with his tribe, she just wanted their occasional support. That was enough for her.

She remembered the ark she woke up on. She had allied with a medium-sized tribe. Their leader was a nice guy, certainly better than Haroh.

The whole tribe was curious about the arks they resided on, and they were more than happy to support her research. She herself was happy to learn about anything new, although animals interested her the most. Whenever she learned something new, she’d teach it to the tribe members, who were equally happy to learn.

After a while, she noticed something about the tamed animals. She realized that If she paid attention, she’d noticed that some of the tames were not happy with being tamed. She didn’t really see why they would be. From the way they acted, and the way they moved, she could tell roughly what they were feeling. She noticed that most tames hated being tamed, some didn’t care whether they were or not, and some were happy, even excited by it. Although she thought it was awful, some of the dinos literally bred just to die, we’re excited and happy about being in the tribe. She hated it. She believed they all deserved to be free.

Eventually, she traveled with the tribe to another ark. She didn’t do much there other than study. Sometime later, her and the tribe traveled to what would be her third ark. There, the tribe was ambushed. There were few survivors, the leader failed to make it out alive.

This was the moment when she realized she couldn’t rely on the tribe anymore. Although she didn’t want to, she used the materials she had, and tamed a black raptor. She named him Dark. It took a little while, but he eventually became the type that enjoyed being tamed. Because of this, she didn’t feel as bad for taking him, and she was ashamed of herself for this.

Later on, after she had figured out how to sustain and protect herself, she found a new tribe to ally with. Haroh’s tribe.

Although, she didn’t have much memory of what happened after that while she was on the third ark.

All she remembered was getting two chunks of element from a tribe Haroh had temporarily allied with. One looked like any other piece of element, while the other was black with a purple aura. She knew she had studied the two pieces. Then she remembered somehow learning about a being called Rockwell. This being seemed to consider itself a god.

Racheal didn’t believe in gods, but here, she knew there were powerful creatures. These creatures were powerful enough to be considered gods, although this one seemed different. For some reason, she slightly believed this creature really was a god. She was unsure why.

By now, Racheal was on her fourth ark. She traveled here with Haroh and his tribe. Here, she had tamed a parasaur and a dodo. As usual, she felt bad about it, but as much as she wished she didn’t, she needed them. She would often take the animals’ saddles off, in an attempt to make them more comfortable. She hated having tames, but she wasn’t a skilled fighter or crafter, and she relied on them in order to survive.

Racheal stood up. Dark began to stir as he noticed her movement. Dark stood next to her and shook his head sleepily. Racheal whistled in her parasaur direction, and then the dodos. The two of them got up and walked over to her and Dark. Racheal sighed, then smiled.

“I’m leaving this ark, I won’t make you come with me” she told them. They made no effort to acknowledge her promise.

Racheal looked at the parasaur and lifted up her arm for a moment, showing the mysterious diamond implant that resided in her arm. She then faced the dodo and did the same thing. She stepped away from the two of them. “You’re free,” she muttered.

The parasaur just looked at her for a moment. It suddenly honked and she watched as it ran off in the opposite direction, constantly looking back in fear.

The dodo glanced at the parasaur. The dodo began to waddle away as fast as it could, squawking eagerly until it was out of sight.

>:)

Meow,

-WhiteWinterTiger