The redwoods are now basically a no fly zone, I lost a quetz, and a pter to these b******s. They jump out of the tree, rip you off your mount, and then pin you and your mastercraft armor to the ground and murder you.

My hate for these guys is immeasurable

It all started when I played ark for the first time, I had managed to tame a high level tapejara and absolutely love him. I named him Barry and we set off on many adventure exploring the island. On day I was just flying through the redwoods and usual taunting the carnivores below me for not being able to touch me. BAM the thylacolia jumped out the trees and ripped me off Barry. Barry was whistled on nuetral and as he came down to aid me a desperately tried to get him on passive, but I was panicking, my screen shook as I was terrified as this was my first encounter of one. I tried to punch it but I inevitably died. I respawned and immediately got on my pteradon but just as I got on the saw the message in big red letters that Barry had fallen to the thylacoleo.

My Barry rest in peace

(We love you Cole! :D)

You can use a snow owl's heat vision ablitiy to see thylas in trees!

You can't even run from these. Just accept your quick and painful death.

It's basically the Randy Orton of Ark.

It just RKOS's you outta nowhere...

They will jump on you and murder you even if you're on a fricking wyvern. You are not safe from them no matter what animal you have. Just accept your slow and tender death. I learned it the hard way lmao. Scared the fckng hell out of me

These cats always perfectly land on your back.

Wanna find one? Simply mind your own business flying through the redwoods and they'll find you! Just make sure you can take some fall damage and that your tame is set to passive so it doesnt kill the thyla. (I know this seems like a joke but this is legit the only way I know how to find them.)

DON’T FLY THROUGH THE REDWOODS is not a a joke. I was a fool and thought: ‘hey, if I look around for them I can fly through the forest on my argentavis without getting ambushed by a thyla, right?’. Wrong. You can’t see the kinkajou bears coming, my friend. You’re feeling like master of the forest until a furry torpedo yeets you off your mount at Mach Jesus. I speak from experience. I’ve been made into a piece of bacon by these guys on more than one occasion. Just use a rex.

Today I learned they can and will happily pop you off your Giga and snack on you face while the Giga watches.