DragonRiderWarrior

Drago ~ 26~ she/her ~ I draw and write whenever it strikes. DA: https://www.deviantart.com/dragonriderwarrior Twitter: https://twitter.com/DragonRider8991

[dragonriderwarrior]

Star Child

Collab piece with @moonlightdeer739 whom did the shading, which I greatly appreciate. Orion’s design by

@viloxenn from whom we got permission to use Overall, this piece was inspired by Moonlightdeer’s fanfic, Moths to a Spark, of which I’m lucky to have insider knowledge.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/47399131/chapters/119439097

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Another batch of stuff I drew for @moonlightdeer739 of her Fanfic story https://archiveofourown.org/works/47399131/chapters/119439097

This bit was inspired by Chapter 56 and a certain someone cockblocking. Lol

https://archiveofourown.org/works/47399131/chapters/155031751

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Finally got around to drawing Skyker, but was feeling severe burnout lol. Anyway, I based Skyker on the Ornate Hawk-Eagle, and she is a legendary beast within Far Cry Primal—Aza’s ultimate achievement. Rattle might debate her and tell her that he, the Yautja, is the ultimate achievement. Nope.

Also, decide to take a swing at writing a fanfic if anyone is interested in checking it out.

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/797888734515347456/predator-vs-primal-chapter-1?source=share

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Predator vs Primal Chapter 1

Summary:

Aza is a young beast master trying to master her skills when she encounters the ultimate challenge to tame a Yautja.

Kinda of a Far Cry Primal crossover, a game I became obsessed with back in 2022. I got many ideas, but I struggle to write them out. I’m not very good at storytelling.

Hope you enjoy

Prologue 

As a child, my parents kept me safe by keeping me in the dark and warning me never to go outside because it was big and scary. Death lurked from every corner, as predators stalked from the shadows, ready to pounce at any given moment. I’ve been told many times that I make an easy meal, the kind that gets stuck in between teeth. 

But something kept calling me, and I couldn’t resist the pull to venture into the outside world. Its vibrant colors beckoned me, the harmonious sounds welcomed me, and the endless smells were tantalizing—so different from the dark cave that brought suffocation. Most importantly, the warmth of the sun revived me, giving me a new sense of life. The risk was worth taking.

Even when one day a dark shadow cast over me—the sun blinding me as death’s silhouette rushes toward me—my cries of agony echo when sharp talons pierce into my body, lifting me from the ground.

As a child, I saw death as a constant companion, uncertain when it would finally strike. Something that my parents often warn me about, and it seemed that day, my time was up. Death will claim me, but before that happens. 

My perspective has shifted; all my life, I looked upward—in my final moments, I saw everything from above. I saw beyond the trees, above the mountains, and soared among the clouds. I was captivated; if this was the price of death, I would pay it a hundred times over. 

However, death did not come as another eagle challenged for my hide; the sky titans fought for their pound of flesh. Amid the squabble, my father shot down the eagle—together we went down. Yet, fear hasn’t struck me, as I was distracted by how weightless I felt while falling— is this how it feels to fly? —Or could it be due to the blood lost?

By some miracle, I landed on top of the eagle, cushioning my fall, but it meant it delayed my death. My tiny, frail body was bleeding, and I remember feeling so sleepy. I remember hearing distant whispers, but they were very muffled.  

But my father rushed me to the shaman—I don’t remember much of what happened. Everything became hazy—noises muted, but I did hear my mother crying, my father begging, and eventually the shaman chanting. 

I felt like I had died that day, greeted by ghostly animals—an eagle trying to sweep me away again. I refused to let it, wrestling with the bird for my survival, determined to live. But more importantly, I wanted the eagle to teach me to fly. 

I won the fight, I remember merging with the bird, becoming the bird, thus allowing me to fly. However, it was short-lived when I woke up in the shaman’s stinky cave. 

Little did I know that was the beginning of my journey to becoming a beast master. 

Chapter 1: "War against gravity and other calamities"

A waterfall gently roars as it cascades from a high cliff into the lake below. The sun is shining brightly, but the heat is intense, and the humidity makes it worse. Sitting by the waterfall is refreshing, with a gentle mist from the water. A small figure sits on the ledge, gazing down at the steep drop where jagged rocks loom below. It would be dangerous if someone accidentally tripped and fell. If the stones didn’t cause harm, a rock falls from the ledge and into the water with a loud splash, triggering the emergence of a large, monstrous reptile. It lets out a low, deep rumble, causing the water around it to ripple.

It's a deadly watery grave. If Aza misses her footing, she’ll become a tasty snack for the cranky beast. However, she wouldn’t even qualify as a snack for the giant crocodile—she's too small. Instead, she might end up stuck between the reptile’s teeth.

Yet, Aza pouts, her longing gaze fixed on the beautiful creature. “I need to learn how to swim,” she murmurs to herself. The crocodile rumbles, gradually producing a sharp ticking sound, followed by low thumps. Aza had named this creature TikTok, and for weeks, she had been visiting to try to establish a connection with the reptile. She feels close but senses a barrier preventing her from fully bonding. She hopes the shaman can help; maybe Aza needs to go on another spiritual quest to gain favor from the spirits. 

At least TikTok recognizes her presence and seems to welcome her—unless he's waiting for her to slip up and become his meal. Instead, Aza throws a stab of meat, in hopes of changing the creature’s mind. "Be nice," she gently rebukes as she tosses a piglet to the crocodile, observing with fascination as the massive reptile swallows it in a single gulp. 

Aza smiles gently, amused—if her mother knew, she'd be grounded in the cave forever. She almost was when Aza returned riding a puma—her poor mother expected her to be into birds. But no, Aza also likes cats. And her latest passion is reptiles. 

When given the gift of becoming a beast master, Aza started small—taming tiny birds, rabbits, and deer. The shaman guiding her journey—especially when Aza entered the spiritual realm—helped deepen her connection to the world. Aza felt in tune, open to what came—her child’s innocence and wonder made the progress quicker—the shaman had assumed as Aza made great strides in a short time. 

A shadow looms over her with a shrill screech echoing through the air. Aza looks up as the sun blinds her, and a dark silhouette descends swiftly. Instead of snatching her again, the eagle lands gracefully, spreading its enormous wings and settling on the ground. Aza beams at the big bird, walking over to greet it, though she is left dwarfed by its size. The bird then bows its head, allowing Aza to provide the scratches it desires. “Hello, Skyker,” Aza whispers, smiling as the majestic bird purrs happily while she strokes its chin. 

Ever since Aza learned she could tame animals, her ultimate goal was to tame an eagle. When she finally achieved it, she never expected there might be a legendary beast. Although she was thrown off a cliff during their first encounter, her new goal became to tame this legendary bird. 

It took years to track her down; she traveled miles, climbed up and down mountains, and got thrown off those mountains. But her efforts paid off.

Aza smiles brightly at her beautiful friend. “Let’s go.”

Skyler shrills softly, excitedly spreading her wings. Aza circles around to climb onto the bird’s back, carefully gripping its hardness. Once secure, Skyler screeches and flaps her wings strongly until she lifts into the air and takes flight. Aza laughs, knowing this will never get old for her, as she is taken above the treetops, and soon, she can see the valley. Aza breathes in the air, feeling the rush of wind as she soars through the sky. 

As a beast master, the animals she tames become an extension of herself; she can feel and see what they experience. However, her experience is not the same as theirs. Actually experiencing herself is different; feeling the wind in her hair, the cold breeze constantly hitting her, and the sense of weightlessness during Skyker's skydiving.

“Come on, Skyker! Do you really think you can throw me off?” Aza challenges with a sneaky grin. Skyker squawks in response, hurriedly rushing to accept the challenge as the bird starts demonstrating her aerial stunts. Aza laughs and cheers throughout—although she almost slipped a few times. 

~

In the wide open field, several herds of herbivores graze peacefully, each staying within their groups. A gently flowing stream weaves through the landscape, keeping the animals separated. The largest animal, a massive and impressive beast, huffs softly as it searches carefully for the freshest, most tender grass, sometimes coming too close to its companions and bumping into them. A formidable rhinoceros grunts loudly in irritation, shaking its head along with its two prominent, curved horns as a clear warning. It gives the younger rhino a nudge to remind it to stay alert. Fortunately, the young rhino heeds the warning and respectfully steps back to find another patch of grass. 

Hidden among the trees, a predator watched this group. After observing the interaction, he concentrated on the larger, formidable rhino. Target acquired. 

The small group of four rhinos continues to graze, unaware of the predator stalking them–until a spear flies through the air and lands in the center of the group. It causes the group to scatter in panic, causing the other grazing herds to run away since they definitely aren’t going to stick around for whatever startles a group of rhinos. 

Bursting out from the tree line, a figure dash through the field, making a dive for the herd. One rhino notices the approaching figure and charges forward, but the hunter dives out of the way. He proceeds to leap for his target, his wrist blade stabbing into the rhino. The old bull roars in pain, bucking and turning—successfully tossing the hunter off. 

The hunter rolls across the ground, slightly dazed from the rough tumble. Looking up when a shadow cast over him. “Shit!” he curses, barely rolling out of the way of the rearing rhino—the ground shaking from the impact when the rhino slams down. 

Ra’ta quickly rolled back to his feet—only to get rammed into a rhino. The force of the impact flung the Yautja across the field, landing in the stream. Ra’ta swims to the surface but quickly dives down again as four rhinos charge at him. Ra’ta, dodging and weaving between the thrashing herd, is determined to crush or, in this case, drown him. 

Despite the chaos, Ra’ta stayed fixated on his target. He lunged once more at the old bull, thrusting his wrist blades into it and driving them deep into the rhino’s throat. The rhino thrashes violently from the pain, but the old bull begins to slow, its movements becoming sluggish while still attempting its final effort to shake off the hunter. Ultimately, the old bull trembles before collapsing into the water. Ra’ta hissed as the rhino collapsed on top of him, forcing the yautja to squirm and struggle to free himself from beneath the woolly beast. 

Ra’ta breaks the surface with a victorious roar, causing the rest of the rhinos to run away. 

After his intense moment and the rush of adrenaline subsiding, Rattle drops onto land, clutching his side—bruised ribs, unfortunately. Hopefully, there's no internal bleeding. Joy…

Ra’ta lets out a rattling hiss to compose himself and bitterly glares at the dead beast. Couldn’t it have died on land? Well, he can’t complain; the creature proved to be formidable. 

Welp, back to work. Bruised ribs can’t stop him. Ignoring the pain, Ra’ta proceeds to skin the rhino’s thick hide. He tried to haul the beast onto dry land but had a better chance moving a boulder. So, Ra’ta works where the beast fell, hoping the pelt doesn’t go to waste; it will make a nice rug. There’s no worries about the meat; it’s still good and can be left out to dry if it’s waterlogged. 

His main prize is the impression skull.  “Magnificent,” Ra’ta praises, rattling happily as he cleans his latest trophy. 

After a moment, Ra’ta signals for the hunting ship. He isn’t important enough to command a personal vessel, so he joins hunting parties, which thankfully allows individual hunts–for a certain fee. The fee includes Ra’ta's participation in various roles on the ship, depending on his hunter rank. Bathroom duties often fall to the newly blooded. Ra’ta doesn’t miss those days; thankfully, his job on the ship is navigation. During the trip, the ship can come to his location to pick up his quarry once he's finished his hunt, relieving him of the need to haul his trophies. Overall, it balances out.

Although it can be a bit annoying since Ra’ta has to share the space with several Yautja, they are usually young and eager to prove their strength. Ra’ta isn’t sure how he ended up with the lot. 

That’s because the hunting trip is affordable, and Ra’ta avoids the risk of landing a shitty job. The last time Ra’ta was part of a top-tier hunting party, Ra’ta barely ranked above the lowest. But it was enough for Ra’ta to have a shitty job, something he would not do again even if Ra’ta did manage to hunt down some impressive kills. 

It's worth considering, but Ra’ta was determined not to hurt his pride. 

Ra’ta paused in his skinning when he heard a scream—turning toward the noise, he saw a figure falling from the sky. Before this creature could reach the ground, a large bird swooped down and snatched it, then quickly flew away with its prey.

Ra’ta snorts, amused that a predatory bird was playing with its food. The Yautja returns to his task.

~

Aza sheepishly chuckles while in the clutches of the elge. “You win…” she breathes deeply, feeling her heart still racing; she was very close to hitting the ground. “Nice catch.”

[dragonriderwarrior]

Armor and mask have been upgraded with the help of Urt. A screen has been installed in the skull.

[velinxi]

Ladies want dragons and then complain when they bring their ancient cursed relics everywhere

(My OCs Drahan and Sylfri)

[dragonriderwarrior]

Part 4.5

Taking a step back, this has been on my mind for a while. As mentioned, Aza survived a year-long ordeal, outrunning the Yautja, and how she did it was through Rattle’s old friend, Urt.

For some background, when Rattle was just an unblood, he had a tight-knit group of friends: Urt and Za’k. The three of them were inseparable from the start, constantly training together and bonding over their first hunt. However, Urt and Za’k weren't really into hunting – Urt was more into tech and forging weapons, while Za’k was interested in medicine. Since hunting is a big part of their culture, they felt like they had to do it, but they only did the bare minimum. As good friends, Rattle didn’t get why they weren't more into hunting, but luckily, they were still great hunters. Rattle did notice that Urt and Za'k were always together, never far from each other.

He didn’t try to push into their relationship or pry into their business (He quickly realized he was the odd man out, so he gave them space. Still, he'd often stop by to visit).

Unfortunately, on one hunting trip, things went terribly wrong. Za’k had to haul Urt’s mangled body back to the clan for surgery, and Urt survived, but at a huge cost. The left side of his body was melted, his left arm and leg were gone, and half of his left face had been burned off by an acid plant that nearly consumed him. Thankfully, Za’k was there to save him. Many Yautja in the clan believed Urt should have died because he was now a burden – even Urt agreed. But Za’k refused, saying Urt had value. However, the clan continued to resist, and Urt was ultimately banished. They would have killed him, but Za’k intervened, taking Urt off the planet and settling on a different one.

Urt and Za'k were constantly at odds, their conflict fueled by their circumstances and Urt's frustration with feeling powerless and worthless. Yet, Za’k repeatedly tried to reassure Urt, highlighting his technical abilities. This ultimately led to the operation for Urt’s prosthetics.

Despite gaining his new limbs, Urt and Za’k decide not to return to their clan. Instead, they discover that they enjoy the freedom of being on their own and the company of each other. They’re allowed to pursue their interests without the pressure to hunt. This is especially helpful for Urt, who lacked confidence in hunting, fearing he'd lose more limbs and still wasn’t completely comfortable with his prosthetics. Za’k has been studying nerve connections, in the hope of giving Urt proper prosthetics.

Za’k continued his hunts, but not in the usual way. He pursued knowledge of medicine, traveling to different planets to study various plants that could be used for different medicinal purposes. However, Za’k never returned – he tragically died after inhaling a plant particle that infected his lungs and suffocated him. Urt was overcome with grief and fell into a deep depression, wasting away and isolating himself.

Until Aza showed up, their first meeting didn’t go so well, as a drunk Urt tried to kill her, but he calmed down after Aza explained that she was a friend of Ra’ta/Rattle. Despite being outcasts, Rattle kept tabs on Za'k and Urt, occasionally dropping by to visit them–especially for the tech weapons Urt had to offer. However, Za’k and Urt didn’t know that Rattle was dead and weren’t too worried about his whereabouts, given the way hunters lived.

Aza made up a somewhat false story about Rattle being her enemy, but turned into great friends. Then Rattle challenged Aza to a hunt, and it ended with Aza killing Rattle. The explanation was pretty awkward, but luckily, Urt seemed to buy it. Somewhat accepting that Aza kept Rattle’s skull as a trophy/mask. It was a bit odd, but Urt was also odd, so it balanced out—especially when Aza mentioned outrunning the Yautja council and having a bunch of Yautja hunting her down.

Urt was intrigued and decided to get some petty revenge by helping Aza with tech and weapons to stay ahead of the hunting parties. Urt made suggestions for Aza, side quests that’ll further piss off the Yautja council more. Aza of course took the mission with mischief glee which Urt loved every second of.

Urt would stay in touch with Aza, using the mask he'd had custom made for her–basically upgrading Rattle’s skull mask. Essentially, Urt was like Aza's go-to guy, lol. Whenever Aza had a chance, she'd swing by to hang out with Urt, and they became close friends.

When Aza was captured, she had to cut off communication with Urt, not knowing how the council would react if they found out Urt had helped her. The last thing Aza wanted was for Urt to get killed because of her actions. Although she was once able to, she immediately got back in touch with Urt.

After Aza gained a reputation, she was able to persuade Urt to rejoin the clan. Initially, he was hesitant, but Aza assured him he would still have his freedom, and he ultimately returned as a tech expert and blacksmith. Soon, his skills became highly sought after. For added measure, Urt releases Z’ak’s medical findings, which definitely advance medical knowledge. Urt felt pride for Z’ak and wished he were alive to see his accomplishments.

Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/788810751086297088/inspired-by-predator-killer-of-killers-i-decided?source=share

Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/789379947638767616/revisiting-the-idea-of-aza-going-on-a-spiritual?source=share

Part 3

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/789424709332860928/reblog-by-dragonriderwarrior-2-images?source=share

Part 4

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/791375998520311808/part-4-last-time-in-my-previous-post-aza-and?source=share

Part 5

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/791750817223950336/part-5-hiya-this-has-been-on-my-mind-for-the-last?source=share

Part 6

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/792382631993081856/ive-thought-about-this-idea-for-a-long-time-i?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/793445976974229504/azas-transformation-from-human-to-yautja?source=share

Part 7

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/792714672701833216/frilly-the-red-death?source=share

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Part 8

Finally coming around to this, been mulling over this for a while, and recently, I rewatched Killer of Killers for like the 4th time lol.

Anyway, in previous posts I mentioned the possible establishment of an official honor system and that civil war had been triggered.

To start, two neighboring clans had a brotherly rivalry to outdo each other. They were also strong allies. Golden Strike and Rattle Dash (still working on the names; not great at naming, so these are temporary placeholders for now).

The Golden Strike clan, to which Ruvur belongs, (Who is a respected hunter from a noble and strong bloodline.) The Yautjas from the Golden Strike are distinctive for their unique, hard coverings around their bodies, and have a strong appreciation for decorated gold. Consequently, I envision them as more flashy and boastful.

The Rattle Dash clan is distinguished by their snake-like patterns and a unique accent, which resembles a rattle. Instead of clicking, they often produce a rattling noise similar to rattlesnakes. Unlike their brother clan, they are more reserved and only strike when necessary.

Side note: Rattle’s real name is Ra’ta, but because of his distant rattle accent, Aza kept calling him Rattle despite knowing his actual name. Ra’ta can be quite emotional, so he tends to rattle a lot. Lol. This also shows Aza getting on Rattle’s last nerve.

In recent years, the strong bond between the two clans has started to weaken, leading to rising tensions. Ruvur and Aza have an established relationship, but the increasing friction between their clans has complicated things further. Fortunately, the pair didn’t let politics interfere, although it became a growing source of annoyance. This was especially true when Ruvur visited, which often led to him being challenged. Usually considered a respectful guest, Ruvur's standing changed due to the mounting tension.

Eventually, everything erupted when the clan leaders’ sons went on their first hunt, but things went terribly wrong. One of the sons died on the hunt, and the other is being accused of stealing the dead’s trophy.

This drew the council’s attention, and they came to mend the issue, but lacking proof or witnesses, they couldn't resolve the claim. This led to outrage among the clans, and the only option seemed to be allowing the clans to settle the issue through fighting. Ruvur, however, believed this wasn't a sufficient solution, as the fight would end, but the consequences could be unpredictable.

To prevent chaos, Ruvur decided to challenge for leadership over both clans.

Golden Strike didn’t view it as a problem; Ruvur would be a fitting clan leader, especially given his reputation and recent feat of slaying a Xeno Queen. Although the Rattle Dash disagreed, they acknowledged Ruvur’s potential as a valuable clan leader–but they opposed having someone from the Golden Strike clan take over.

That’s when Ruvur volunteers Aza to represent the Rattle Dash and challenge the clan leader.

This came as a shock to Aza because it was neither planned nor discussed, but the Rattle Dash clan did not mind since Aza had proven herself many times. As a result, she became a valued member, especially among her students. Aza was reluctant to join the fight because, first, she didn’t see herself as a leader, and second, she was pregnant.

Ruvur convinced her, emphasizing that she is a worthy leader and that they can rule together. Regarding her pregnancy, which is only a month along at the time, some armor and extra padding should suffice. Aza saw no way out and decided to participate in the challenge.

At first, Ruvur and Aza fought together against the clan leaders and won. But the Rattle Dash demanded a rematch, claiming that Aza only won because of Ruvur. So Aza fought the clan leader again, but barely won — Aza was exhausted afterward. And she gave Ruvur an earful.

Ruvur boldly declares that Aza and he will rule together, uniting the clans through their union. Although there was some initial resistance, the proposal was ultimately accepted, and the clans merged under the leadership of Ruvur and Aza. The merger brought about changes and reforms, establishing new rules for the clan to follow. In the long run, these changes benefited the clan.

Time passed, and the issues were resolved as everyone from the merged clans adjusted to the new changes. Except for the old clan leader’s son, who was furious that his future clan leader title had been taken away. As revenge, he plotted to kill Aza, seeing her as the weakest link.

His plan involved bombing a daycare center, which had resulted in fatalities, including Aza’s son, who was just a few months old. Fortunately, her daughter survived, but she sustained injuries that took time to heal. Aza was present during the bombing, and although she survived the blast, she suffered minor injuries.

After losing her son, Aza was heartbroken and devastated. She was in a state of depression and mourning for a while, but eventually her pain turned to a desire for revenge. Ruvur let Aza pursue her quest for justice, allowing her to hunt down their son's killer, while he maintained the fort. Everyone in the clan understood and didn’t try to stop Aza’s thirst for revenge.

Discussions about boundaries and rules sparked this incident. The debate escalated, issues arose, and allies turned against each other. In some cases, it led to civil war. It took years to mend, but a sense of honor was established, and those who opposed the code became badbloods.

During this chaos, Aza went hunting for revenge. (This is a placeholder for now, but Aza's son’s killer is named Herod.)

There are two possible outcomes. In one, Aza tracks down and kills Herod, bringing his head back to the clan. She then shatters his skull in front of everyone. After that, she resumes her role as leader and takes it more seriously, all for the sake of her son. Eventually, Aza fully transforms into a Yautja.

The second outcome was that Aza failed to kill Herod and instead got trapped, placed in cryosleep. Following the rise of the bad blood, clans were formed, with one led by Herod. For years, Aza was brought out of cryosleep to fight off various bad bloods, each one almost taking her life. Herod made sure to keep her alive, using her as a source of entertainment.

This would later bring Aza into the realm of Predator: Killer of Killers, because the next time Aza woke up–she fought the Grendel King. I imagine he was young at the time, and Herod had grown older. Aza almost defeated the Grendel King, but Herod intervened, leading to her defeat—by this point, Aza is becoming feral and unstable from the endless fights. Not to mention her winnings are always taken from her. Rattle is barely keeping her mind stable, but he's also losing his mind too.

Aza gets a break because of the Grendel King, who was angry that Herod intervened in the fight. As a result, the Grendel King killed Herod and took over as clan leader. Aza’s injuries were healed, but she was put back into cryosleep.

When Aza wakes up, she's shocked to see humans for the first time. She's familiar with human skulls, but witnessing people alive was a new experience. What's worse, she's forced to watch as these people are pitted against each other in brutal fights to the death. The survivor will face the Grendel King in battle.

After each fight, the Grendel King visits Aza and discusses the fights. Initially, Aza fought back against him, but he overpowered her, wrestling her into submission. The King then proceeds to have a casual, civil conversation with her before leaving. In a way, Aza is kept like a pet – she's housed in a spacious bedroom connected to a large bathroom that overlooks the arena, and she's given nutritious meals.

Once, Aza was taken out for a walk and managed to overpower the guards and escape. This led the clan and the Grendel King to track her down and drag her back. From that day on, she was forced to wear those collars, and for extra security, the Grendel King would take her out for walks.

At this point, I’m unsure what's in store for Aza. It's possible she'll be part of a prison break where all the humans are released. Or maybe she'll team up with a small group of people, leading to their escape. Either way, Aza will definitely face emotional turmoil and a feeling of being out of time and place.

Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/788810751086297088/inspired-by-predator-killer-of-killers-i-decided?source=share

Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/789379947638767616/revisiting-the-idea-of-aza-going-on-a-spiritual?source=share

Part 3

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/789424709332860928/reblog-by-dragonriderwarrior-2-images?source=share

Part 4

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/791375998520311808/part-4-last-time-in-my-previous-post-aza-and?source=share

Part 5

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/791750817223950336/part-5-hiya-this-has-been-on-my-mind-for-the-last?source=share

Part 6

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/792382631993081856/ive-thought-about-this-idea-for-a-long-time-i?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/793445976974229504/azas-transformation-from-human-to-yautja?source=share

Part 7

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/792714672701833216/frilly-the-red-death?source=share

[rwyvernarts]

it knows bad words

[cogtypemonty]

MEGA HAWLUCHA!!!!

[alienburn]

Im too lazy to finish this

[dragonriderwarrior]

Aza's transformation from human to yautja

Armor and mask have been upgraded with the help of Urt. A screen has been installed in the skull.

Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/788810751086297088/inspired-by-predator-killer-of-killers-i-decided?source=share

Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/789379947638767616/revisiting-the-idea-of-aza-going-on-a-spiritual?source=share

Part 3

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/789424709332860928/reblog-by-dragonriderwarrior-2-images?source=share

Part 4

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/791375998520311808/part-4-last-time-in-my-previous-post-aza-and?source=share

Part 5

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/791750817223950336/part-5-hiya-this-has-been-on-my-mind-for-the-last?source=share

Part 6

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/792382631993081856/ive-thought-about-this-idea-for-a-long-time-i?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/dragonriderwarrior/793445976974229504/azas-transformation-from-human-to-yautja?source=share

Part 7

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[neonscrapyard]

you can do it, magikarp!

[art by me - neonscrapyard]

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[macabreblublu]

@dragonriderwarrior here’s a sneaky Grid for ya :]

Also I surprisingly love how gestural this sketch came out, thank you for a Xeno prompt 😆✨

[kezrekade]

Only on the darkest arctic nights can you encounter this Primordial Pokémon. It manifests as aurora and ice, gently towering over the pole's frigid denizens... ✨❄️🧊 (There are 12 kinds of Pokémon in this #art! Can you find 'em all? Some are well hidden... Have fun, open your mind, & don't give away answers! 💕) Image on Bluesky~

[dragonriderwarrior]

Been forever since I drawn a Xeno. Last time I drawn a Xeno. It was a mermaid, lol.

[dragonriderwarrior]

Part 7

In my previous post, I mentioned Aza taming a Xenomorph—I’ve been thinking about this for some time. The idea finally struck me when I revisited an alien hybrid feline.

For context, a few years ago, I created an alien hybrid native to Yautja Prime, Ra’cla. Think of a creature that’s a mix between a jaguar and a chameleon—elusive and fierce, thriving in the dense jungle. Every young Yautja aspires to hunt this feline as their first kill, though they often get into trouble when wandering into the thick jungle with only a simple blade or traps. (I like to imagine this would be the biggest topic on the kids’ playground—hunting this feline lol.) Furthermore, despite being colorful–mainly as a threat display—the Ra’cla can mute its colors or become invisible, thus inspiring the technology for invisible cloaks.

Lol, so this is how Aza learned about the Ra’cla—some kids were jumping around, bragging about hunting the feline and showing it off as their first trophy. Rattle was highly amused, as it reminded him of his youth when he went hunting the Ra’cla as a teenager. However, he ended up snared in another hunter’s trap. While trapped, he saw the Ra’cla, which he claims was taunting him.

Sidenote: the Ra’cla is reserved for young hunters who want to prove themselves. Most of them don’t succeed, but it provides a valuable lesson. Though the Ra’cla is fierce and dangerous, oddly enough, the feline can sense that these young hunters are just kids, so normally the Ra’cla wouldn’t harm them. If anything, the Ra’cla would trick them—for example, being of Rattle’s experience.

After learning about the Ra’cla, Aza was eager to find and possibly tame the feline. As a known beast tamer, many in the clan were curious whether she could achieve this. So, she set out to hunt the Ra’cla.

Another note: Ra’cla vary depending on their environment. They exhibit similar behavior but differ slightly in appearance and traits. Since Rattle hunted a desert-type Ra’cla, he encouraged Aza to look for a jungle version.

Currently, the Xenomorph species is new to the Yautja, so they are studying it. However, some fool decided to bring a Xenomorph egg to Yautja Prime. When the egg hatched, the facehugger escaped into the jungle. For a while, it didn't latch onto any host. Being far from its hive, the facehugger became somewhat disoriented. Eventually, a curious Ra’cla approached it—though curiosity proved to be its downfall. After all curiosity killed the cat.

Sidenote: Aza had attempted multiple times to tame a Xenomorph, but it proved impossible because of the hive mind link. As a result, Aza decided to give up on the quest.

However, Aza gets a chance when a Xenomorph Ra’cla decides to hunt her down—an terrifying experience with near misses of having her head sliced off. But after a few days, Aza somehow manages to tame the Xenomorph. Since it doesn't have a hivemind link, it easily attaches itself to Aza and views her as its new Queen. Aza named the Xenomorph, Frilly, due to its massive neck frill.

Lol, Aza’s popularity surged when she returned riding a xenomorph, attracting many hunters and zoologists eager to see the creature. They gained valuable insights into the specimen, which Aza also capitalized on–might as well get paid. Thankfully, Frilly didn’t seem to mind the attention as long as Aza was okay with it. It was a thrill to give Frilly the training opportunity to hunt — for Aza, it was amusing to watch the Yautja scrambling around Frilly.

Frilly proves to be a loyal companion, always at Aza’s beck and call. Although it often competes for Aza’s affection with Fluffy and Skyker, thankfully, no violence breaks out, and it’s amusing to watch. Another thing Aza has noticed is that Frilly is extremely protective of Aza, which is no surprise since it views her as its Queen. But that protection extends to Aza’s children and students as well, since they’re under the Queen’s protection. Aza is surprisingly able to sense this from Frilly and knows the Xenomorph won’t cause harm.

In the future, Aza may become a prominent figure in Yautja society, taking on a leadership role that oversees many. It would be a shocking development for Frilly to evolve into a Praetorian, which would serve as an additional safeguard for Aza as her “hive” grows.

Looking ahead, I honestly don’t see a happy ending for Frilly. Eventually, Aza will die, and Frilly will continue to live. This means she might die from the loss of her connection to Aza, or she might evolve into a Queen—leading to disaster for Yautja Prime. If Frilly becomes a Queen, either the Yautja will kill her before that happens, or they will keep her as a Queen and use her to harvest eggs for future sports.

(A sketch of Frilly)

[dragonriderwarrior]

Frilly the Red Death