Roody couldn't hide her excitement. Was Redwing back? Had the human revived him? The Argy landed on the beach and Roody's joy faded. This wasn't Redwing. The new Argent was a much younger and much colder bird. While Redwing wasn't the greatest at being social, he at least attempted to be friendly. Corvi had no intrest in such things. She was a sleek, black bird who was vicious and took everything seriously. Any attempt to greet her was met with a glare. One night Red made the mistake of trying to curl around the sleeping Argy's leg and was immediatly crushed. Roody had just kicked the bird off of her small friend when the human arrived and immediatly broke up the squabble. After treating Red's injuries, the human moved Corvi to the Aviary pen with Tango and the Peligornis.
"Roody! Behind you!" shouted Red. Roody looked back to see a pair of allos dashing down the side of the mountain, snatching up terror birds as they went. The carnivorous duo was focused on the birds until one of them spotted Roody. A procoptodon was good eating. There was definitely no way out for her now, but she had one last idea. She moved a little to the left and lined the survivor up with the two cliffs. "Hang on tight, Red," she shouted. "What does that mean?" The otter shouted in confusion. With what little energy she had left, Roody charged at the human and gave the strongest kick she could muster.
Though the human had returned and most of the creatures found themselves back in their normal routines, Roody and Red remained in quiet greif for their friend. Most nights, Red had usually curled up around one of Redwing's legs, his wings sheilding her from the wind and rain. Now the little otter climbed into Roody's pouch for warmth. They were the last two of an odd trio, and they needed each other's friendship now more than ever. After about three days after the incident, the human began making preparations again. Roody didn't bother asking what the plan was. She had seen the survivor clean and pack Redwing's saddle. The human climbed onto White Fang the wolf's back, and set off. Red remained behind this time, to her and Roody's releif. They had finally started feeling like their old selves. The human returned the same day. Tango sqwuaked out her arrival as usual and Roody looked up. A large winged figure flew up high, silhouted by the sun behind it.
Procoptodon Chronicles (Ch 18) [The End]
Through the crowd of terrorized terror birds and the growing danger of the allos, Roody watched as the survivor and Red flew through the air and just barely landed on the other cliff. She gave a sigh of relief. They would make it home. They would be okay. The survivor, bloody and bruised, pushed herself to her feet and stared sadly at Roody. Red scampered to the edge of the cliff and shouted Roody's name through sobs. With no energy left to run and the assurance that her best friend and her human were safe, Roody closed her eyes and whispered, "Goodbye," as the jaws of an allosaurus snapped shut around her. (All of the characters and events in this story are real and parts of my solo game. However, the ending is fantisized. That's right, Roody is still alive and kicking! Redwing, however, is actually dead (RIP my feathered friend ;-;) Anyways that's it for this story, but I'm already working on the next, this time from Corvi's point of view.~CL1
With few options left, Roody launched two terror birds off the cliff behind the human, making a path to her. "Get to the human!" She shouted to Red. The otter made a beeline for the human and managed to scramble up her leg without being caught. Roody fought herself closer to the human, who had taken down the thyla and was cutting her way through terror birds. The cliff behind them dropped into the swamp, but the gap wasn't to large before it reached another cliff on the opposite side. The birds had begun to swarm again. There was no way she could jump out of this. The ground suddenly began to rumble. All the commotion had drawn the attention of something big.
The thylacoleo that had pounced on the human snapped at her neck. The human swung her sword but failed to hit her attacker and the blade slipped from her hand. Roody rushed to help the human, but was tackled to the ground. She lifted her head to see a troop of terror birds leering over her. Red squeaked frantically and hid in Roody's pouch as the procoptodon tried to fend off the attackers. She kicked one in the face and scrambled to her feet, launching another across the pond. The last bird dodged her attack and continued to peck as three more birds appeared. Roody could see more reinforcements coming from the hills. She couldn't fight them all. She looked back. The human had managed to push the thyla off of her and grab her sword again. If she finished with the cat, the birds would take her on next. She would be overpowered eventually.
Roody learned the details of Redwing's death through the gossip of the lady dodos and what Red could say through sobs. The human did find a Yutyrannus, but as she was tranqulizing it, it died. The human went down with Redwing to investigate, but the second she dismounted, the Argy was attacked by a Direwolf, the same wolf that killed the Yuty and that she had brought home. The human had tried to save Redwing, but was quickly surounded by Daeodons. By the time she had fought her way through them, it was too late. The stubborn old bird refused to fly off without the human's command, and was killed for his loyalty.
Roody the Great (Ch 6) [My thumbs are tired so this might be the last one for today~ CL1]
Roody hopped over to Redwing and tapped his wing. "What's going on?" she asked. Redwing sighed. "We're going to the tundra. The human wants to tame a Yutyrannus." Roody felt a twinge of excitement jump down her spine. She had never been to the tundra before. "When do we leave?" Redwing shook his head, "You're not going. Just me, Red, and the human." Roody's ears lowered. "Don't take it personal, kid. The human doesn't want to take all of her creatures. The tundra is dangerous. It's rare you make it back with everything you had before." Starting to understand the mood of the situation, Roody nodded and left Redwing alone.
After two agonizing days alone on the beach, the creatures were startled by the squaking of Tango the Pteranodon. "She's back! She's back!" All of the creatures lifted their heads, and their noses twitched at the familiar scent of the human that cared for them. Roody strained her eyes as the figure of the human became clearer on the horizon. Something was different. A new scent filled the air, causing panic in most of the herbivores. Direwolf.