People claiming the otter is useless have never seen one go toe to toe with a megalodon and almost damn near win. It was on my shoulders when I died and it took me a while to find my stuff, but when I found it, the damn otter was still swimming around in circles, trying to beat up the massive shark that killed it's owner. It now has a tombstone made in loving memory.
May you go on and adventure with your raptor you love the most. May you call of a cliff, and your raptor take all the damage and die while you are fine. May the place you fall into be the swamp. May you have to fight your way through it and the redwoods, and break all you have in the process. My you run into a raptor that looks like you old one, and may you tame. May a giga eat I it while it is unconscious. May you be chased by it until you find a rex and compys. May you take damage, but ultimately be killed, by an otter. This is the curse I give to otter killers.