"But seriously, that isn’t what happened at all," I groaned, leaning back in the huge pile of fur. Even they weren’t able to get in a better mood.
"What do you an?" asked Ye’tab, and I could hear his tusks clattering behind his helt. I wondered just how similar he would look to the female.
"I an, I touched sothing, and the armor appeared on . However, I didn’t understand any of the language, and I wasn’t able to really control any part of it. It wasn’t until I bled all over the stupid thing that I could finally understand it, and it synced up to ," I explained, trying to make sense of the situation. I wasn’t even going to get into the can of worms that Sha Shou turned out to be.
"Not possible," said the new guy, shaking his head. I took a mont to study him, realizing that his armor was almost completely different than that of the two Saalistaja that had been chosen. While his helt was pretty much the sa, his locks didn’t seem to be encased in anything, allowing to see a hint of silver in his black hair. He also wore a red cloak, which I could only assu made a visible statent of his place or position within his society, kind of like generals wearing red cloaks attached to their armor.
All in all, he made ... intrigued... to learn more.
"Unfortunately, if you stick around, you will probably be saying that a lot," I groaned, rembering the main points in all this. Number one: I have done things that Saalistaja females have never done; number two: I have killed a Saalistaja female and now need to prove that the death was justified; and number three: I shouldn’t have any armor whatsoever.
I was a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma, and I hated it.
"I am starting to get upset, guys," I groaned. Midnight chuckled and climbed into the nest with .
"Everything will be fine," he assured . "After all, you have the three of us."
"Thanks," I said. I appreciated what he was trying to do, but it didn’t work when it ca to . Maybe I was too pessimistic to think that three males were going to be able to combat what was going to co.
"If you want, you can tell what is going on; maybe I can offer so suggestions or help that these young cubs can’t think of. I have been around for a few hundred years more than them and have seen many things that they have not," suggested the new male, and it took everything inside of not to laugh.
"Have you been around when the Ethawainians were around?" I wondered, cocking my head to the side, curious. Maybe if he had been, he really would be useful.
"I am afraid that I am not that old," he chuckled.
"Have you ever toppled a governnt?" I continued, wondering if he could help with that.
"I can’t say that I have," he answered, no longer laughing. I could feel the intensity of his gaze, judging if I could possibly be a threat or not. The best part was that I was a threat to everything he held dear; he just didn’t know it yet.
"But I am an Elder of my tribe and a sitting mber on the Elder’s council," he said, the intensity of his gaze never wavering for a second.
"Is that a threat or an offer of representation?" I asked, no longer enjoying this version of 20 questions. There was silence throughout the ship as the male in front of took the ti to think about my question before answering it. My respect for him rose as a result. It would be a sha to have to kill him for learning too much about .
"You are one descended from our blood. The Nanos had proclaid that by accepting you, no matter how unusual that acceptance is. As a male, you would be welcod with open arms, and I would be one of many representing your best interests," he said with slow, asured words.
"And if I am not a male?" I laughed.
"If you are not a male, then you are a creature that we have never encountered before and would need the protection of the tribes. Especially if the Alliance is involved."
"So you are offering representation," I mused with a nod. I tried to think of how being part of a Saalistaja tribe would benefit , but I really couldn’t think of a single situation. "Thank you, but I will have to decline. I don’t think I want the Elder’s finding out about that fast," I continued, raising my hand with the laser blaster on it, fully engaged.
I saw my three males stiffen, but the one standing in front of didn’t even flinch.
Interesting.
"Are you not scared because you don’t think I will pull the trigger, or are you not scared of because your armor will protect you?" I asked, my head tilted to the side as I studied the male more. There was sothing to be said for the way he composed himself.
"Neither," he shrugged. "You are female; whatever decision you make is the right one. I cannot and will not argue."
"Your society is really fucked up if that is the way you think. And not two seconds ago, you thought I was a male, and now you think I am a female? Don’t you think you should make up your mind?"
"I am willing to die at your hand," he answered, standing still as a statue.
"You shouldn’t be," I replied with a shake of my head. "Dying is the easy way out."
"Then what do you suggest?" he asked.
Honestly, I didn’t understand his position. Less than an hour ago, I killed his daughter, and now he was willing to live or die based on how I was feeling at the mont. No, that didn’t make a lick of sense.
"Guys, can you sll ?" I asked, wondering if my scent was causing so sort of confusion in the male’s brain.
"No," grunted Au’dtair from where he stood just behind the other male. "But if it helps, I think anyone that is chosen will feel an initial... bond... even if they don’t understand what it ans."
"What are you talking about?" asked the newcor, looking between and Au’dtair.
"It ans that you might be fucked," I answered with a sigh. But there was only one way to find out for sure.
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