Lolite followed the two griffins and dilo down a staircase of carved reddish rock. Occasionally he'd encounter nests of glowing beetles or fat black spiders, but they scurried away into hollow roots or cracks in the walls if they saw him.
Goldenbeak stopped at a dead end and reared onto her hind legs and tail to free her talons, moments later there was an echoing click and the seemingly solid wall swung inward with a quiet grinding of cogs.
They stepped through the doorway and Käärme knocked it shut with the tip of his black snout.
After walking a distance through the tunnel, they rounded a corner and emerged into a dappled greenish twilight behind several large pinkish rocks.
"We'd best not attract too much attention yet, and nothing's going to attract attention like a dragon on Erythala" Grappleclaw said,
Lolite responded by camouflaging himself, now only visible from a very slight shimmer in the air that could easily be missed.
Both griffins nodded to each other and continued past, with Käärme trotting after and Lolite slightly behind, he observed their surroundings properly for the first time, they were inside a gigantic crater in the ground, it was too big to see even a quarter of the way across, but the curve of the reddish stone wall was clearly visible. The reason for the dim light was several huge pillars spaced unevenly but always far apart- they looked like some sort of giant tree trunks- from the tops of which spread branches and massive almost perfectly circular leaves that must have been twice as big as an average wyvern's wings.
The ground had no grasses growing on it but was covered with soft, damp cerulean moss and mushrooms, some of them were the same species of large pink-and-white beelzebufo-stools that grew within Drake Mountain, while others were a kind of plump brown mushroom with yellowy bumps that Lolite had never seen before.
Lolite was dragged from his observations when three sandy coloured griffins walked nearby, a particularly small golden-brown dilo ran after them with a leather collar around it's thorny neck.
Lolite froze in place, hoping not to be spotted, as they went past, the smallest griffin, who had a dark stripe over one of their eyes, glanced in Lolite's direction, but shook their head as if to dislodge a wayward thought and continued on.
Not long after they passed the three griffins, Goldenbeak quietly looked about for anybody near and pushed down hard on a rounded stone with a silvery vein through it, and with a familiar click and grinding of gears, a thick stone door swung out of the wall behind them, starting to slowly unwind and close soon after. All of them quickly scuttled through as it closed with a thump and another click, arriving in a house carved out from the rock with a carpet made from the fur of mammoths, there was a darkly coloured griffin with a white stripe down the middle of his face from the base of his beak to his shoulders was sitting in what appeared to be a chair made of cultivated mushrooms behind a carved table, apparently playing a game of chess with a glowtail.
After a journey of roughly three days, Lolite and the two griffins had gotten within sight of the continent of Erythala. From the small Isle they were currently positioned on, it appeared to simply end somewhere in the clouds:
The entire continent seemed to be made of huge spires and plateaus of sunset orange rock reaching eternally upward through the sky, the only signs of a top being the trailing roots of air-plants clinging to the cliff faces somewhere in the mist.
"Ah, there it is" Grappleclaw said, looking on at the colossal structures, around which pelagornis flapped in the distance to and from their nests on the rock.
Käärme chattered and squealed in agreement, attracting a local Ichthyornis, which the dilo proceeded to devour before it could cause trouble.
Goldenbeak took flight for the continent, flapping up a cloud of sand and dust,
While Grappleclaw picked up Käärme in her front talons and flapped up into the air as well.
Lolite hopped off the ground and glided over the sea between the last Isle and the continent, splashing his tail feathers in the water to remain airborne for longer until splashing down into the sea, swimming the rest of the way among wild salmon and rare surface anglerfish which gazed upon him with massive eyes like pools of mercury but chose not to come closer.
Reaching the thin strip of red gravel that served as a beach for the continent, Lolite rested for a few seconds on the stones before hooking In his paws and scuttling up the rock face, stopping to regain energy on a precarious ledge home to myriads of seabirds and fishing pteranodons, a very strangely behaving argent flew close to him and grabbed one small Ichthyornis from the rock face, feasting on it on the wing, and he continued upward over the rough rock face.
Climbing became somewhat swifter when air-feeding roots began to appear in a tangled thicket about halfway up, offering better grip than the bare stone. And he soon enough had crawled through a dense layer of clouds.
Bursting through the vapourous barrier, Lolite crawled atop the cliff, briefly his vision blurred, the entire world reducing to bizarre abstract shapes of surreally bright colour, two big brown blobs suddenly began fluctuating in and out of reality, getting closer and larger while extending hundreds of tentacles and legs, but quickly his third lung began breathing the thin air, and as the world reverted to a more comprehensible landscape of bluish green grasses and hardy shrubs with spiny triangular leaves and mejoberries growing in clumps on their thorned branches. The pair of monstrosities slowly morphed and shrunk into Goldenbeak and Grappleclaw, while what had been an indistinct puce circle turned into Käärme the dilo.
"That. . . Was bizarre" Lolite noted.
"The hallucinations are always odd" Goldenbeak said "they tend not to happen once you've gotten used to the thinner air"
I was sitting astride my golden, turquoise, and black scaled pteranodon, Thorondor. It was just after sunrise, and the sky was bright with pinks, oranges, and golds all swirled together in a beautiful display. It was nearly freezing atop the mountain. The hide clothes I had on provided little protection from the freezing temperatures. As I held tightly onto the reins of Thorondor, I looked to the left. There, was my perfectly set up trap, made of stone and unbreakable wood. The gates on either end were open, waiting to cage their next victim. Looking to my right, there was a beautiful beast lying on the ground. It had the beak, wings, and front talons of a great eagle and the back legs and tail of a lion. Its countless feathers were stained with blood and it’s sides no longer rose or fell. The Griffin was dead. I had never meant I kill it, but it made a wrong move and I had no choice. It was either me or it, and it was going to be me. I looked forward again and over the edge of the mountain side. There, lying along the ground, was another Griffin. Its feathers were a deep shade of brown and it was snaking happily on a small Lystrosaurus in its talons. That was the one. That was my target. But before I even had the time to gather my supplies, the Griffin stopped its meal and looked up to sniff the air. Something had caught its attention. I looked around, worried that something dangerous was nearby but I saw nothing but cliff-side and redwoods far below. I turned my gaze to rest on the Griffin again, but to my surprise, it had vanished. I cautiously guided Thorondor to the very edge of the cliff and looked over it. Before I could even react, I was met, face to face with the golden eyes of the Griffin. Its beak was stained with Lystrosaurus blood and its claws were unsheathed. It was ready to kill. “MEN HI!” (GO NOW) I yelled pulling back on the reins of Thorondor and guiding her into the air. The Griffin shrieked and swiped its enormous front left foot, armed with three razor sharp talons, at the beak of my pteranodon. I pulled back desperately on the reins and the swing of the Griffin missed by no more than an inch. Immediately, I turned Thorondor around and gently tapped her with my foot, telling her to accelerate to a full speed fly. She called back to me in recognition and continued onward as fast as her wings could carry her. The could hear the hurricane of wing beats behind Thorondor and I as the Griffin perused its target. The hunters had become the hunted. But I refused to look over my shoulder, I knew exactly where I needed to go. No more than 20 feet away from me, was the trap. I was not planning on this situation, but it might be my only shot at survival. Then, Thorondor let out a short cry as she gave way to another small burst of speed. I didn’t want to look back, but I knew that the Griffin had bit her, and gravely at that. “Ech pol car ed…” (You can make it…) I said softly to her, hoping the same thing to myself. Before I even knew it, we were at the entranceway of the trap, with the brown Griffin directly behind us. Without hesitation, I led Thorondor inside, mazing quickly between the stone pillars in the center of the trap, made to catch the Griffin. As soon as I passed the pillars and was out into the chilling air, I led Thorondor around in a circle to go and close the gates. But to my dismay, I found the face of the Griffin instead. Quick as lightning, it flew forward and slashed a large hole in the right wing of Thorondor. She shrieked, and flapped desperately, but it was of no use, her wing would never work. With a cry of despair, Thorondor gave in and we fell from the sky, landing with a thud on the ground that was five feet below us. I immediately jumped off of Thorondor as I knew that she could not carry me any further. I rolled onto my back on the grass and looked up, the wind knocked out of my lungs and my right arm throbbing. There, hovering above us, was the brown Griffin. It had caught its prize at last. Thorondor made a small sound as she desperately clawed at the ground, hauling herself forward another few inches. But we both knew that it was useless. We were at the mercy of a Griffin, and we were about to be breakfast. With a mighty shriek, the Griffin reared its head back and unsheathed its back claws. It was about to swoop down and finish us off. Then, out of nowhere, an enormous, white scaled snout appeared. It grabbed the Griffin in its banana size teeth and reared backwards as the Griffin cried out in agony. Standing only a few feet away from the trap, was a Tyrannosaurus Rex. The Griffin desperately scratched and bit at the T-Rex’s muzzle, but it was useless. The Rex growled inwardly as it bit down hard into the Griffin’s abdomen, breaking its back. The Griffin fell limp as the Rex sniffed, turned around, and walked away, it’s footsteps shaking the earth. I guess we get to live another day.
I’m thinking of taming one I have the trap ready I practiced what to do and what to do if it doesn’t work but my fear is I’m not fast enough and it will kill my Argie the stage three of a dodo! Like this if I should try!?
Indigo's eyes flew open, he stood and looked around at all of his sleeping siblings. Something didn't feel right, he knew something was about to happen but didn't know what. A glint from the forest caught his eye. He stared at the spot he had seen it, waiting. A giant Sabertooth stepped out from the cover of the bushes, stalking towards the nest Indigo and the other baby Griffins were sleeping in . Indigo didn't know what to do, he watched as the cat slunk closer and closer to the nest before putting it's large paws up in the edge. The cats eyes found Indigo's.
"Hello little one," the cat grinned
"W-who are you?" Indigo sputtered
"I am Shira."
"W-what do you want?" Indigo whispered.
"Food," Shira licked her lips.
"Y-your not going to eat u-us, are you? Indigo's eyes widened in fear.
Shira laughed and pulled herself into the nest. She slowly crept closer towards Indigo, preparing her claws for an attack. A screech from above them made the cat jump. Shira looked up to see a large turquoise Griffin standing in the rocks above them.
Shira turned around and quickly bolted back to the forest, the Griffin flew after her. The Griffin, being faster than the cat, grabbed Shira with her talons and threw at a large tree away from the woods. Shira stood a swore at the Griffin before lunging at it, the Griffin dodged and scratched Shiras back, Shira roared in pain and then leapt at the flying creature. She caught the Griffin's wing with her claw, causing the Griffin to fall from the sky. The Griffin screeched again and charged Shira, headbutting the cats rips, flinging her into a rock. Shira laughed and clumsily jumped at the Griffin. Shira missed and landed on the ground in front of the bird. The turquoise beast grabbed the injured and dazed cat before flying into the air. She rushed to the river and dropped Shira into it. Shira weakly clung to a rock before being dragged along by the current.
The Griffin let out a roar of triumph and flew back to the nest.
"Mom?" Indigo asked
"Yes, Indigo?" The Griffin said.
"Where is Shira?" Indigo cuddled into the Griffin's wing.
"She is long gone, you guys are safe," The Griffin layed down and wrapped her children in her wing.
"Ok," Indigo mumbled before he sleepily plunged into darkness.
Hey it's AlphaWolfy, if you enjoyed please upvoot and please don't forget to check out my other two stories called A dog and her pack in the dire wolf and Egg Hunt in the rock Drake (was air Born but I changed it)
So I was originally searching for different creature entirely while I was on my pterodactyl, and I was near an area I don't know how to describe it- deep ravine area I don't know what it's called- and I was looking for the other creature. And I get attacked by something that paralyzes me and takes me off my bird. I don't remember what its name is, I fall into the water while my bird sits Atop The very very high peak. The things that paralyze me came down into the water but I didn't fight them until a little bit later, and I kind of just sit with myself for a second while in the water, questioning how I'm still alive and is my bird is. I decided that the only way I'd be able to get pterodactyl back is by taming a Griffin nearby since they don't need saddles. That way I can actually get back up to my bird and command it back, after looking at where spawns I go up nearby it, level 20 Griffin not great but works. Thankfully I had tranquilizing darts just enough, in the end I only had 6 left. I have really bad aim, but guess what adds on to the stressful encounter I already had. It goes down on a ledge where I have to use about 6 or 5 foundations and parkour my way up to it, I almost didn't have enough because, I had to pick it back up and continue going up like a ladder. I am currently sitting here with this Griffin waiting for it to tame :') I really hope I get my bird back.
So me and my friend trapped a griffin and started shooting at it with tranq darts, but then we ran out of ammo and we were too far away from our base to make more, so we decided to try to knock it with a slingshot.. it took over 1,250 stone and one hit to the head with a club but we did it.
First of all the guy who said they spawn on valguero stop being a spaz, they don't,they only spawn there with the expansion pack. Second of all this is for normal griffin's, go onto the royal Griffin page if you want to talk about the crappy mobile ones
Lolite followed the trail of para blood through the jungle, in some places the undergrowth became so tangled it was barely visible,
And in others the ground had almost soaked the blood up and he had to rely on his sense of smell.
Eventually the blood trail passed the entrance of an extremely thin canyon, so small that Lolite could only get one paw through.
Hooking his claws over a rough lump on the orange sandstone of the cliff, he climbed up onto the grassy summit of the hill,
He looked to the right, checking where the canyon was, and followed it until he reached a place where the canyon widened into a roughly circular space just about wide enough for a rex to stand with it's tail tip touching one wall and it's nose touching the other.
He was just in time to see the dilo creature slip into the clearing carrying the dead parasaur, a Griffin walked out from the shadows in closest side of the pit and greeted the dilo.
I found one lvl 150 but then a lvl 20 giga appear out of nowhere and started munching on the it, it cant even do anything because of its huge turn radius so it just keep going on circles until it died.
This is a story of how I lost 3 Griffin's. My first Griffin, Peter died while I was showing my friend some obsidian we can mine, he died to a poison wyvern. Peter Jr. Was the second to fall protecting my friend's poison wyvern and being killed in the process by a lightning wyvern. The final one Peter The III was the last one having killed any wyvern that we came across I thought I had created the ultimate Wyvern slayer I saw a Wyvern with a mysterious red aura (I was a noob and didn't know it was an alpha) and I went in for the attack I get one shot and later on as I'm trying to get back there my Griffin falls and dies. I should not own Griffins
Wow, I tried to keep this at thirty five chapters at the most, now it's going to need another ten added.
Lolite stood in the tangled undergrowth, well, overgrowth actually, as he happened to be upside down on a large overhanging cliff face.
Far below an odd movement caught his eye,
But it vanished as quickly as it ha come.
'maybe just a moschops' he thought.
What looked like a somewhat tiny para, about the size of a regular raptor, walked out of the jungle to drink from a small puddle.
The movement came again, this time with an accompanying flash of midnight blue scales,
A black and purple flash burst from where the movement had been and in a second had pushed some sort of spike right through the pygmy parasaur's head, in one eye and out through the other.
Lolite couldn't see the creature that had impaled the parasaur, it was below the dead dinosaur, only large black spike visible.
The spike slowly pulled out of the creature, stained with blood and the smashed innards of the pygmy para's eyeballs.
From behind the dead creature came what looked like a dilo, but bigger and with several of the same large thorns that had impaled the para sticking from the edges of it's frill,
It hooked the remains onto the same spike and dragged them away,
Leaving a dark red trail on the ground.
'I have to follow that' Lolite thought, 'it's dragging the parasaur away, not just eating it, that means it might be a pet, which would therefore mean it almost certainly belongs to the mystery griffin'
The rock drake dropped from the overhang and did a midair somersault to land on the ground,
And followed the trail of para blood away into the forest.