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Bakuub never expected that his hunting trip on Earth would be very eventful, but a meeting with a human huntress changed his entire world.
Bakuub sighed as he woke up in his bed on his spacecraft. He stretches and looks at himself in the mirror. Of course, two of his dreads were tangled together, as usual. He untangled them and goes to grab a quick wash in his bathroom. Then he got dressed, suited up, and armoured. He made sure his helmet worked before he left the ship, cloaking it and himself.
He started to head towards a nearby waterfall to grab some freshwater. His scanners told him small creatures had been there, including a creature he enjoyed feasting on whenever he's on the planet. Rabbits, the oomans called them, and he enjoyed the flavour of the meat.
He finally reached the falls and knelt to drink from it. He cupped some water into his hand and drank heartily from it. But suddenly he heard a large, booming sound from the forest, and noticed some birds flying off trees from a mile away to a few feet away. He tilted his head in curiosity.
He got up and followed the trail of feathers left by all the fleeing birds, and soon he could hear barking and a feminine voice yelling out orders.
As he peered out of the bushes, he saw what was causing the barking run near him. A creature oomans called a Dog. A creature they deem their best friend. He noticed how the dog was retrieving a bird with a long neck and webbed feet known as a Duck. Scans told him the dog was a hybrid of Husky and German Shepherd, and the duck was a Green Mallard. The dog obediently brought the bird back to its master.
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When he saw the owner, he couldn't help but stare. An ooman female with long, reddish brown hair, gleaming blue eyes, and pale skin, which was covered in a type of paint (probably to hide better, he thought to himself). She wore an outfit which matched the decor of the forest and kept her warm. Her hair was tied back and a heavy backpack was strapped to her back. She also wore a form of headwear to keep her head warm. He noticed that she also held a firearm. It had a long barrel, a scope, and some wooden parts. He watched her as she praised the dog.
"Good job Bolt. We'll have a good duck supper" she tells her furry friend. She then walks off towards a certain area. He understandably followed her to her camp site. The tent was set up and she had her vehicle, a big black vehicle with the words Tacoma on it. She had many bags and containers and a fire pit with a spit which held a pot over the ashes. He looks surprised at how much professional material she had.
He looks at the girl and saw her plucking from feathers from the mallard as her dog chased after the feathers. "So what should I make with this. rice or potatoes?" She asks. The dog barks twice. "Taters it is" she says. The dog barked again and wagged it's tail.
Soon she finished plucking and started to get the duck ready. After that, it went straight into the pot with some cut up 'potatoes', and added some salt and pepper and some other spices with water.
The smell of the cooking bird made Bakuub's mouth water. It smelled so good! He started to think of actually keeping the ooman. After most of an hour, she took out the food and served it. She puts a breast and potatoes in a dog bowl and gave it to her pet. She made a plate for herself. Bakuub was starting to feel starving.
He tried to head back to his ship but ended up stepping on a branch. Soon a bullet was shot into his leg. He shrieked and decloaked. He spun around to find the ooman with her weapon pointed at him. "Who are you, what are you, and why is your ass creeping around my camp?" She asks. He suddenly realized how her voice sounded like she came from the northeastern part of the region (A/N: they're in a forest of Quebec, Canada btw).
He tries to get his translator working but remembered that he had to get it fixed. So instead he just pointed to his spear for the first question, the darkening sky for the second one, and to the pot of food for the last one.
She sighs. "Your name is Spear, you're an alien, and you want food? Geez you just had to ask, I'm not a monster." She says and goes to the pot. She puts some duck meat and potatoes on a plate and handed it to him.
The yautja was truly shocked that an ooman woman would actually share her meal. Not even females of his own kind would do so unless it's to share with their young.
He took the plate and nodded his head to her before sitting down. He removes his mask so he may eat and noticed that the woman didn't scream. Quite on the contrary, she looked interested.
"Mandibles on an alien? I've heard of ideas like that before but this just looks completely different to what others think they might be." She says to herself.
Bakuub was amused by her interest and stretched out his mandibles so she can check them out. She eagerly takes one from the lower jaw and inspects it. "Pointed tusk-like appendages on it, probably to help bite or tear into tough foods." She remarked. She them lost interest in the mandibles and took a strand of his dreads to inspect. While she did that, Bakuub started to eat.
He soon let out loud purr-like rumbles. The food was fantastic. The girl let out a small laugh. "I'm guessing you like my cooking?" She asks. He let out a nod and scarfed down his meal. These strange vegetables actually were very filling. He emptied his plate and gave it back to her. She smiles at him before putting it in a separate bag from the other plates. She looks up at the now dark sky, smiling as she looks at the stars.
"It must be fun to travel across space. You're pretty lucky. It's rare to be able to see the stars this clearly. Smog and other things block the view." She tells him. Bakuub looks at her with confusion in his eyes. Why would she say that? She doesn't know the dangers the universe holds.
She treated his leg once the blood clotted, and managed to pull the bullet out using some tweezers. She then bandaged his leg. All the while the alien male was distracted by the dog, playing tug of war with it using a rope toy. He let the animal win and petted its pelt. Once the ooman female was done, she decided to watch both creatures have fun.
She eventually lets out a yawn and sighs. "I should get some rest. Goodnight, Spear" she says and brings her dog into her tent with her. The yautja watched her. Wasn't this human scared of him possibly killing her as she sleeps?! He lets out a sigh. This human was too interesting, he's going to have to find a way to get her to leave this dirtball with him.
He put a tracker on her vehicle in case she leaves and then walked back to his ship for some well deserved rest.
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