The amount of times I have been fighting an alpha Carno and this thing throws me of my mount is unreal even though the Carno always goes for my mount and not me which is a good thing I guess. Why do these things even try to kill you they literally do like 2 damage while aplha boosted
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Riddles of the Phoenixes series
Through the eyes of the Dark phoenixes.
Chapter twenty seven: Never split up
They split up(Cyra very reluctantly.). Jack ran through the forest, dodging trees. It was very clear who the werewolf was going to follow. The slower person who it could attack. Jack. If only he had a sword….wait no, then he might accidentally kill Cyrus. Then again…a world without Cyrus didn’t seem so bad. Jack shook his head. No he couldn’t kill Cyrus, Cyra would kill Jack if he did!
Jack could hear the fenrir werewolf breathing heavily, sniffing all the way and growling. It was getting closer. Jack urged himself to run faster. A howl sounded from it from nearby. It was getting closer. Jack suddenly tripped on a lumpy tree root sticking out of the ground. He went flying and hit the ground with a thud. “Ow!” He cried.
The fenrir werewolf was suddenly on top of him, it’s claws digging into his chest, saliva dripping from its tongue. It’s teeth were red with blood. Obviously it had eaten something on the way over. It licked its bloody lips hungrily.
Jack accidentally hit his head on a rock behind him and his vision went blurry for a second. *FLASH!* His vision flashed and he saw a woman’s face. She had long glossy red hair and milky white eyes. Eyes that were blank, no expression could be seen behind them. Jack blinked and she was gone. Unfortunately the werewolf was not.
It opened its jaws and raised its head to bite down. Captain Swan’s old word of disappointment echoed through his head. “Pathetic!” He had said. “Do better!” Out of pure instinct Jack brought his knees up and kicked the fenrir werewolf of him.
It went flying and hit a large tree, with a long whine. It stumbled away from the tree and let out and long mournful, embarrassed howl and then stumbled off into the high grass. A gush of wind flew up and Cyra sped up in front of him. “Jack!” She cried when she saw him on the ground.
“Are you okay?!” Cyra exclaimed. Jack stood up and nodded, rubbing the back of his head. “Yeah. I’m fine. I just ran away from a werewolf, hit my head, got almost killed by the werewolf but other than that I’m perfectly fine.” Jack said, grinning. Cyra laughed and took his hand. “Let’s not split up next time. That could have ended badly. Where is Cyrus?” She asked.
Jack shrugged. “After I kicked him off me he went that way.” Jack pointed toward the high grass. Cyra sighed with relief. “Great! If he wandered off then that means he will probably turn back normal soon. Fenrir werewolves never stop hunting their prey unless they are turning back human. It wasn’t a full full moon so it wouldn’t last as long anyways. ” Cyra said.
Sure enough a few minutes later Cyrus came up, rubbing his bruised face and looking confused. “Are you okay?” Cyra asked. Cyrus nodded slowly. He glanced at Jack. “Sorry if I was a little violent. When it gets around full moon I don’t have that much self restraint.” Cyrus apologized.
Jack swallowed. “That’s okay Cedric.” Jack said. Cyra cocked her head at Jack. “Um Jack? His name is Cyrus not Cedric.” She reminded him. Jack grinned sheepishly. “Sorry about that. I forgot. I have a problem remembering names of…certain individuals.” Jack said.
“We should probably go back to the castle.” Cyrus said. His face was slightly black and blue hitting the tree, his normally slicked back hair was sticking up in places, and his black clothes had dirt and grass stains on it. “So your medallion power is to do what? Turn you into a werewolf?” Jack asked Cyrus. Cyrus shuddered.
“Unfortunately…no. Otherwise I would have thrown it away a long time ago. My medallion was specifically designed to warn me when I’m about to…transform.” Cyrus said simply. “We usually run around while he chases us as a werewolf until he turns back normal.” Cyra said.
“It’s a very dangerous job. Usually I do it because I’m the fastest. William occasionally does it but he’s almost gotten himself killed several times.” Cyra said. “Oh.” Jack said. They headed inside the castle for dinner where Nora and William were waiting.
Next chapter coming soon! I hope y’all are enjoying!
-SunnyFox57
Pin was my Micro Raptor. She was my first tame. Lvl 4 - Made it to lvl 266. Survived 4 maps, 9 bosses, Saved my ass more times than I could count. She was a vicious lil bastard. Managed to survive at the bottom of the ocean untill my rescue mission could get to her.
She fell in battle in a high lvl cave saving me from a hoard of insects and megas. (Way in over our heads)
Everything died in that cave that day. No survivors.
I'll miss ya Pin. You where there since day one.
Rest in peace you lil nightmare.
P.s.
To end on a good note. I was going through a junk box on my Ragnarok map. Found a fertilized MicroRaptor egg.
Pin was the mother!
Tack was born a lvl 166 beautiful lil bastard taking on her mother's plumage.
Many adventures soon to come that your mama would be proud you're a part of!
Welcome to the fam Tack.
The Obelisk
-Chapter 81-
Forest reared back with a roar as Rust suddenly leapt up from the ground.
Spark wasn’t as quick though, and the young Deinonychus crashed into her, knocking them both over.
Spark laughed, pulling her head up to look at Rust, who still looked half hypnotized. “You OK?” She asked him, still giggling.
“WOW,” he gasped, lifting himself up.
“You liked that?” Spark asked with a smile. “To be honest, I kinda liked mine too. I love revenge.”
Forest smoothed back his feathers, spotting Crimsons faint smile. Rust said something to Spark and she laughed again, getting up. Nyx joined in, asking Rust and Spark what their Dream Walks were like.
“Alright! That leaves Nyx,” Cyan exclaimed from behind Forest, interrupting all conversation. “You ready, darling?”
“Wait, what?” Nyx backed up a step, almost bumping into Rust. “No, I can’t go! I’m not ready yet! I’m not old enough!”
“But you—” The Elder tried, but Nyx talking over her, her words spilling out from her mouth and over everyone else’s voices as they tried to talk to her. Forest tried and failed at asking her to listen. He sat down again in defeat.
“I have to be six to do the Dream Walk, and that’s two years from now,” Nyx was stuttering, pulling herself back into a defensive crouch. “I—I don’t want to. I don’t want to! I—”
“Nyx!” Moonbeam roared, slamming her paw down on the smaller Shadowmanes. Nyx stopped abruptly, her wide eyes lined with tears. Moonbeam stared her down. “You are one of the Five, Nyx. I know you don’t want to be ready for this, but you’re going to have to be.”
Her voice quiet and shaky, Nyx obliged. Forest watched her as she went up to Cyan with Moonbeam, their tails brushing against each other. Moonbeam made a gesture with her muzzle, stepping back, and Cyan inclined her head to Nyx slowly. They touched noses, and Nyx softly fell to the floor.
Ok soo I was on my bary and then I said you know what let's try to find I thyla well I found one knocked it and everything and I fed and about 30 min it was mine and on the way home I was running across the redwoods because it was getting dark (troodons) and this fawcker come running out like it's the king of the world and took my bary and the thyla so I said well I can just fly back and I found my bag but you guessed it everyone was dead so after about 30 secs of crying I said the from now on I will kill everyone one of these that I ever find and about on my way back from getting my stuff back and I WAS 30 MILES I. THE AIR and guess what another one kicked me off my mount so I died and about 30 secs from that moment i decentagraded that map and cried for another 10 secs and started playing rag so I have not played on that map I 2 years so
1 like = 1 R.I.P for onix (my baryonix)
And the thyla I never named
