Spotted a 150 griffin.
Built a fatdog trap and got him.
Pelted him with arrows and nearly killed him, had to whip up a sleeping bag and dump my gear and let him eat me.
I had brought an ovis in a cryopod, so got a perfect tame. 224 Griffin FTW, time to get him back to the base and feed him some baby allos.
Leveled a bunch into melee so I could one hit the baby allos. Happened to notice my argys were just breeding away and their eggs hatch at room temp. Cool, more free XP.
Nope. Unclaimed 200+ lvl argys swarmed and killed my perfect griffin. I felt like such a tool.
But then, later....
My tribemate and I went to the plain on the edge of the trench to start drawing out the wyverns. I've got a gun emplacement set up facing the trap so we can kill them off before egg collecting. Got nekkid and hopped on my good ptera and went to it while my tribemate manned the turrets. I'd agro something and head back and he would watch thru a spyglass and tell me what was about to kill me.
Got a 180 lightning egg almost immediately, got my ptera killed, went back and hatched up another, leveled him up, went back and found ANOTHER 180 lightning egg. So I'm flapping balls back to the trap hollering at my partner
"what's following me?!?!"
It's a lvl whatever poison
"Male or female??"
Female!
"Turn off the guns, turn off the guns!!"
We got the milk, and raised the 180s and life is gooooood 😁
I'm using halfslabbacons hatch and raise settings since my buddy and I are grown men with wives and jobs, so 5 milk got two raised and imprinted no prob.
Like ark do, the day had some low lows and sky high peaks.