Board Thread:Off-Topic Discussion/@comment-29637681-20170514033014/@comment-28009263-20170620154254

"I only know they are heading to the Lowlands, I don't know where exactly."

"Good enough" - answered Vulture.

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Wraak was dropped off at the Watering hole. After a few hours he woke up. Caplo was staring at him.

"You are awake. Good." - he said and continued to stare. Wraak looked at him. He waited until the pain in his head was gone. He jumped and bit the Pteranodon's throat, killing him. He recongnized where he was.

"Might as well visit Rey and Ela. I have a lot to tell them" - he thought.

He got closer to the cave. When he looked at the entrance, he froze. Everything was covered with fresh blood. Corpses of Dimorphodons where everywhere. He entered the cave. There, on the ceiling was hanging a body - Rey. Wraak stared in disbelief. He got out of the cave to serach for Ela. A trail of dead Dimorphodon marked the way she was running. After a few minutes he got to a clearing. There, on the ground was Ela, breathing heavily and bleeding. Wraak got closer to her. She looked at him.

"You...uhh...are here" - she said. The pain in her voice was easily recognizable. - "They...uhh...ki-killed...Rey..."

"Who did this?"

"He was..." - Ela coughed blood. - "...was an Austro...uhhh...Austroraptor...his name...his name was...Vulture..."

Ela took one last breath and died. Wraak stood there. One minute, two minutes, five minutes. He Got up and carried his sister's body to the cave. He carefuly put her in her corner where she slept. He did the same with Rey. After that he sealed the cave. In a rock in front of the blocked entrance he wrote:

Vulture,

If you read this, know that I am going to kill you,

I will kill you and all the Outlaws.

You cause destruction to our world,

I will avenge every single creature that has been killed by the Outlaws,

<p style="font-weight:normal;">EVERY SINGLE ONE!

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Remember that, Vulture, next time you kill someone's family.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">                                                                                      Wraak

<p style="font-weight:normal;">He backed up. He stared at the rock the rest of the day, the whole night and the day after. By that time his feathers became dark grey, then lighter and lighter, before becoming silver. Wraak looked at his wings and carved out in the rock another word to his name - Silverwing. From that day on to the day of his death he was Wraak Silverwing. He became mad. He got up. He walked to the beach and started running. For two nights and one day he got to the base camp, It was midnight and his feathers were shining on the moonlight. He got closer and closer...

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<p style="font-weight:normal;">I'll skip a few days with Wraak for obvious reasons.