One day I tamed a pteranodon named rooky he was my first flyer then.
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ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion
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ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion
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Overseer ( previous in Purlovia)
Chapter 19 (true)
“Um, is that suppose to be for us. Or is that regular snow.” Honeydrop asked from behind Fuzzball, who was looking at it with fear and surprise. “You’re looking at your white poop.” Snickered Mocker, which made everyone else laugh except Fuzzball. ‘What in the ice lord am I suppose to do?!’ Fuzzball thought. “SKREECH” A loud noise came from the distance words, soon it became louder and louder. “I don’t like the sound of it.” Said Eclipse as he looked at the sky, and the others did well. The screeching came louder and louder, making everyone but Eclipse frightened. Fuzzball had to admit he was sort of afraid. “Hey! I see a fat bird!” Mocker said as he squawked at a Pteranodon in the sky. “A messenger Pteranodon.” Muttered Eclipse. The Pteranodon started to hover though to exactly where Fuzzball and the others were, some of the Dodos backed up.
The Pteranodon made a smooth landing on the ground as it looked at Fuzzball. Besides its neck, there was a pouch with a scroll sticking out of it. Fuzzball went close to it, assuming it was for them. ‘Could it be something bad? Or good?’ Fuzzball wondered as he went closer to the pouch. The Pteranodon was perfectly normal and calm as Fuzzball took the scroll from the pouch. In it said:
“Dear Fuzzball,
I bid you farewell on your travel. Rumors been going around that your ship had sunk, and I still don’t believe it. I don’t know how to say this but, Camo’s dead. He was assassin the night you left. And I’m very sorry Fuzzball, you may or may not hear about this, but we do work for the C.A.I.F.T. I’m very sorry Fuzzball. But if we didn’t, we would’ve been wiped out, and I’m the last of my kind. The Gigantipitichus is my only tribe left now. The Siege of the Snow Biome has begun, the plans to wipe out your kind. And you next. I’m very sorry Fuzzball.
Sincerely,
Scar”
Fuzzball just couldn’t believe it, all his limbs went out cold and numb. He felt as if this was all a dream. “I’m sorry Fuzzball, but there’s nothing we can do. If you go try to help your tribe you could be killed. And it’s the best choice to keep you safe until you’re stronger.” Eclipse said. The Pteranodon made a small grumble and set off to the air, disappearing to the clouds. “So what now.” Sneaky said as he scanned their area. “We gotta find the Tails.” Eclipse replied to the Dodos. “What is the Tails anyways?!” Fuzzball said. “The Tail is an organization for creatures that were kicked out of their tribe or just wanna stay out of the war. There, you could be safe. I heard they had the greatest historian and magic teacher. Perhaps they can help you.” Eclipse replied as he looked down at the ground. For a while, everyone stayed silent until some growls came from the distance. “The Rockdrakes.” Eclipse said quickly.
Eclipse picked up everyone and putted them on his back, then he ran. “WHEEEEE!” Everyone on the back shouted as if it was an amusement ride. “Off we go!” Honeydrop exclaimed. Fuzzball clinged his two upper hand on Eclipse and used his middle hand to check on Buddy who was sleeping. “HOW DID THE ROCKDRAKES FIND US.” Fuzzball shouted through the wind. “THEY PROBABLY TRACKED OUR SCENT DOWN AND GOT A HEAD START!” Eclipse shouted back as he hit himself by a tree. “Hey! I see one over there!” Bob said as he pointed to a Rockdrake gliding through the ocean. “Seal guts, they got us trapped. “HE GOT A BAZOOKA!!!!,” Sneaky said as he looked at Rockdrake pointing actually a net gun. Eclipse acted quickly and flinged everyone off his back. As Fuzzball and the Dodos was flinged to a cliff, Fuzzball saw Eclipse gate hit by a net and hitted hard to the ground as they crash landed.
“Hey, what’s that?” Sneaky said as he picked up a paper, and handed to Fuzzball. Fuzzball took the paper and showed a map that says “Tails”. “Where did they go?” “Look over there!” “We’ll get fired!”. The Rockdrake shouted around Eclipse as they searched for Fuzzball. “We gotta get going.” Honeydrop said as he looked at the Forest. “No way, it’s too dangerous.” Said Sneaky. “It’s either this or that, and plus we should take the risk.” Fuzzball replied. “Can we eat now?” Chunk asked, everyone was surprised to hear his voice after a long a time. “Well duh no chunky.” Mocked Mocker. “So it is, we’re going in.”
And the risk of death was high.
- SandmasterXD
Note: Next chapter in Broodmother,
It was a peaceful day when I went to carnivore island to tame a argy so I took my pterodoan and landed sent up a trap got it unconscious but then a t-rex covered in the blood of it's enemy's killed my pterodoan and the argy I was so striken with anger that I took my sword and I hacked at the rex till it finally died I was filled with a sense of relaxation and soothed I took the arms and hung them on my wall along with Mango my pterodoan and the argy's graves.
So I had just tamed my pteradon and put a saddle on and I named it Terry. I was on the edge of a river and I saw two allosauruses so I decided to pick up a dilo and throw it to them. After that I fell in love with my terry. I saw a big mountain and u decided to go to the peak so me and my Terry could feel kings of the island. When I was going up the mountain I saw a Griffin attacking some sabertooths so I decided to spectate and then the Griffin lost interest in the sabertooths and came straight towards me. As I just tamed it it had really slow speed so when I was flying back at full speed to my anky and trike the Griffin killed my pteradon just on top of the river so I had to stare at it falling to its death in the river.
RIP for my lovely loyal Terry
😭😭😭RIP terry
I had a Pteranodon names Pops, Pops and I were hunting spinos. A spino broke out of the trap and Pops tanked the spino and fought back, giving me time to escape. Pops is honored by our whole tribe, Pops had a son named Pops Jr. who lives to this day. We also have another Pteranodon named RIP Pops. Pops’s legacy is carried on by the whole tribe and our tames. Pops will never be forgotten.#RIP Pops