Snippet #2334547

White sprinted towards the flying creature holding his arms out in front of him to try and grab the beast. Yet again however, it swiftly flew out of the way with the use of its invisible wings. His speed not subsiding with the skillful dodge of the creature, White barreled into a nearby tree, bringing up his arms to cushion the impact at the last second. The tree cracked and splintered as his body slammed into it, though it was thick enough that it did not fall. Shaking his head, a few splinters flew from his hair and he darted his head around looking for the quarrelsome creature that he had been fighting for the past while…

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White had arrived in the strange metal forest earlier that day, striding through the rocky ground on which the two-walkers crowded and mingled with large metal beasts. It had be the strangest place he had ever seen, yet the territory itself seemed quite valuable. Easy access to valuable ores in the form of metal trees and beasts along with the two-walkers which looked quit similar to him though seemed a little strange. One of the two-walkers had even presented him with a tasty meat-worm that tasted almost exactly like boar.

Upon realizing that he had potentially found the perfect territory to claim as his own, White found a nice hollowed out trunk of a metal-tree, which he found many stored meat hordes. Even if they were a little cold. Though he had need to run off a few two-walkers from the area which seemed quite aggressive despite the lack of any markings on the territory. Though after he had intimidated the aggressive two-walkers, the rest of the ones inhabiting the trunk had cleared out quite quickly. He had been happy that they seemed to let him have the area so easily and took it as a sign that they wanted them as their king.

Though later, some troublemaking two-walkers covered in blue and making loud noises had showed up. He scared them off quite easily by showing off his strength and tossing around one of their smaller metal beasts which they rode. After that he had retired to his new hollowed out trunk, eating some of the cold meat and then falling asleep just as the sun set.

That was the last thing White remembered before finding himself floating up in the air. He had immediately thrashed around, as he does in most scary dreams like that. Though he quickly found that he was being carried by some sort of two-walker what apparently had invisible wings.

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White stopped a moment in his search for the flying two-walker. For the first time in the hour they had been fighting he wondered why the creature had been trying to carry him off. It seemed to be quite determined in dethroning him from his newly acquired territory, though he did not know exactly why. It had made no claim to ownership and he hadn’t noticed any scent markings in metal forest that smelled like the creature. Then he realized it!

“YOU WOLN”T BE ABLE TO EAT ME! I’M TOO STRONG!” He yelled out in his native ogre tongue. That was it! This creature was trying to eat him! I must be some kind of mysterious shape shifting bird which preyed on the relatively passive two-walkers. A wide grin spread across White’s face as he darted his gaze around, looking for the creature. Surely his new subjects the two-walkers would thank him for slaying this dangerous predator. They might even give him some more of those delicious meat-worms.

“COME ON THEN!” He yelled as he beat his chest once with his right fist. He kept his eyes peeled, searching the small, real forest that the creature and him had been fighting in. If he could lure it into attacking and get a hold of it, perhaps he could stun it long enough to retrieve his club from the hollow metal tree trunk he had made his home in earlier. He was sure it had to still be nearby. With that, he would be able to slay the beast easily!