"On Teeth And Claws"
17th Daas, 5 (2182)
Naomi Of Unity
I stalk through the barren crags where Tori b'Cavra was killed. Something that I've been turning over in my mind is the role of High Queen of the Xenaya, and what it should be as they develop. And one of my conclusions is the principle that the High Queen/High King should be a defender of the people; a matter of personal bravery. So here I am, blade in hand again, searching for the monster that killed my daughter's biological father.
It was tricky; staying upwind is hard as the currents change, and because I still feel like this is a matter of proving myself and setting an example, it would be up to me. My stomach grumbled; Xenayan's can go for weeks if necessary between kills, but after three days walking with very little forage I am really starting to feel it.
Early morning of day four, there is progress; fresh tracks laid beside a puddle formed in overnight rains. I take the water, drinking from the puddle through a biotoxin filter - tastes bad, but at least it makes the water safe - and follow the not yet dry tracks. The beast walked quadrupedally, roughly two metre long strides. They led up to a clifftop, and end.
The view of the landscape was amazing. The wind was very strong here, a steady updraft. Logically, it must have jumped. Unity was slightly lower gravity than Earth... If it had big enough wings perhaps? Maybe enough to soar, although flapping flight would be too much energy use. I look up, across the skies. No small flyers in view, which could be consistent with being scared off.
A cave entrance behind a different precipice at a slightly lower level catches my eye; bones are strewn around the entrance, which is probably a tell-tale. I press on to the cave - being surprised while out in the open by an airborne opponent wouldn't end well. There are bones, including a sunbleached Xenayan skull among them. I force myself to focus, and enter the cave. Sunlight soon rus out through the twists - wish I had Xenayan eyesight while fumbling around my pack for infrared googles - and I delve deeper. Soon the cave opens up into a large chamber, where other water flows drip through.
There it is.
The pale yellow eyes stare back at me.
It's breathing is shallow.
The creature - a long-necked reptilian flying squirrel scaled up to twice the size of a man, vast folds of skin between it's forearms and hindlegs - was nursing a broken leg. Suddenly I feel pity.
My options; I could take advantage of it's weakness, or treat it and hopefully make a friend. I decide on the latter.
It seemed to understand; taking a medical kit from my bag, I slowly approach. It adjusts it's position to make the task easier, and I set to work, washing the wound before bandaging and splinting the leg.
Then I see the Synthesiser. It looks at me.
Would the translation matrix be able to figure it out? I think it through. They were among the most advanced pieces of kit MSI let slaves have after all, reputedly telepathic even, although I am not entirely sure.
I talk to it. "Can you understand me?"
The reptile made it's own noises. Is that not enough of a sample, or the Synthesiser not working, or... Well, it had recognised it was being addressed though. It looks down at the Synthesiser, and I pick it up; out of battery charge. Easily fixed.
"Can you understand me?"
The reptile spoke. "I can now. You smell like the one from before, but look very different."
"My mate is a member of his people. I raise his daughter as my own."
"Yet you treat me?"
"To him, you were a predator preying on him and his mate, who had their child. I came here to kill you, but I took pity once I found you."
"Thank you. I'm sorry he is dead now that I understand why he fought." The beast carefully moved, revealing it's nest. "We were doing the same."
Naomi saw an opportunity. "I lead the colony that we come from-" Not quite true, but a close enough approximation; "-and we can help you, if you wish."
"What would you offer?"
"Food, primarily. We wouldn't want you predating on our farms; it would be better to come to a mutually beneficial relationship."
"What would you want help with?"
"We come from many different worlds; our enemies enslaved us, and we fought for our freedom, and the ship crashed on this world. We are rebuilding a new life for ourselves here. You come from here, and we would appreciate the knowledge you have."
"Food in exchange for knowledge, and if necessary, fighting by your side."
"Hopefully not the latter."
"I promise to consider it, when I am well, and will come and find your colony when I have decided. But you may go in peace, for I do not want to fight you."
I smile, turn away.
It calls to me. "How far do you have to travel?"
"I spent four days tracking you on foot."
He looks at my legs. Working out how far I traveled? "I will fly you, as far as I can bear you, in repayment for the treatment."
I smlie. "That would be appreciated."