I was on an unofficial server and found a level 150 raptor stuck on between a tree and rock. I shot it as much as I could with toxicant arrows a kind player gave to me.. I was level 18 at the time with another tibemate of the same level. It went down without a fight and I got all the meat I could and chucked it in my inventory edging on killing another offline player to harvest their meat.i then ran back base to make some para kibble and called my tribemate to help out to find rockarrots... About half an hour later it was tamed. We both were extremely happy since we only has two level 30 dilos... We left the raptor so we could go back and teleport it back home since there were a lot of therezino's roaming around. My tribemate ran back home while I did some stuff while he requested the raptor then logged off. When I reached home eager to welcome the raptor I got a message that the offline dude killed the freakin raptor!!!
Needless to say me and my tribute are scheming a raid
Tamed a level 100 and leveled him up to 180. Me and my raptor ran around the beaches where i lived and clapped a bunch of noobs. Me and my raptor be apouncin. Sadly, some dirty democrat broke into my house and killed my raptor. Up if you want raptor racial equality.
One day I was breeding raptors and the baby hatched! I was a proud mother ( even though I’m a man ). Anyways I was watching g the little baby walking and I lived on a cliff... So I was watching and I punched it and IT WAS HEADING TO THE CLIFF. As the concerned mother I was I ran to get it but I could t stop the little thing! IT FELL OFF THE CLIFF so I got my bird and flew down so see if it’s dead... yup. One like one flower for speedy ❤️💐
If you are new,
Don’t think escaping me
Is easy to do.
You can’t outrun me,
And you’ll likely die trying to kill me.
I limit your territory, and if you
Manage to tame me, consider yourself lucky.
I am the superior one here,
So keep a sharp eye out, or you won’t know when I’m near.
In your eyes I can clearly see the fear, when I come near.
Thinking you can escape me, thinking you can defeat me,
Well I’m sorry, but I’m just better.
I’m a go-getter.
You wanna be the hunter, but when I’m around, your nothing but the prey.
I only fall to people higher up, but to me your just a lifeless lump.
I see that bola, out n’ swinging, can’t tell if your tryna tame me, or simply
Leave me hanging.
But I got faster reflexes and I will pounce, so don’t expect not to get overtaken.
Deep inside, I can see that without me, your breaking.
But we ain’t exactly friends,
More like battlefield fiends.
Unless you can tame me, maybe then I’d reconsider.
But you and me are to remain bitter.