#Kv'var-de

[jplupine]

The power went out several times while I was trying to color this BUT I PERSEVERED! 💪

Kv'var-de beefing with Panther will always live rent free in my head lmao

[if-kissofmidnight]

Hunter begins the chant of the Midnight Kiss.

“No Mercy,” they call.

“No Mercy,” you answer.

The Kiss of Midnight is an 18+ story-driven CScript wip based within the Predator Universe. There will be heavy gore and violence throughout, as well as potentially graphic depictions of blood, injuries, mutilation, and death. Other warnings include vomiting, optional explicit sexual content, and surgical procedures (medical care). This list will be updated as and when it is needed.

All asks are welcome, including explicit asks.

[DEMO - not yet available]

When a lethal alien species invades Earth, you, as the foremost expert on ancient linguistics and cultures, are called upon to join a team of experts from around the world that has been tasked with eradicating this threat.

However, when you make the decision, against your teams wishes, to take in and protect a lost alien child, you have no idea that you’re ultimately sealing Earth’s fate.

It does beg the question though, of what exactly that fate is?

Have you doomed Earth to its total destruction or have you unwittingly become its saviour?

Customise your MC’s appearance. Play as male, female, or nonbinary, with the option to be cis or trans. Choose your pronouns and titles (sir, sister, child, etc.) separately.

Asexual and Aromantic options are available.

Personality types include: sarcastic/genuine, stoic/emotional, reckless/cautious, friendly/distant, shy/bold, brutal/merciful. Skills include: intelligence, charisma, strength, technology, and agility.

Take care of a Yautja pup, and in turn, earn the trust, respect, and friendship of him and his older sibling. Even learn to communicate with them.

Follows certain Yautja lore to some extent, but in regards to Ghost and Hunter, it’s more fanon-based.

Explore alien cultures.

Leans heavily into found family dynamics.

Ghost [M]

[Yautja | Suckling]

Ghost was nicknamed as such due to him making half the team think the camp was haunted. He has an almost sweet disposition in comparison to the adults of his species, and he seems determined to protect you after you protected him. Ghost doesn’t really like it when other members of your team get too close to you, but he makes an exception for the commander and the three doctors. He’s inquisitive, affectionate (with you), and loves to try and fight everything he comes across. You know you shouldn’t get attached, but you just can’t help yourself.

At only 3ft tall, it’s clear that this little one is a younger member of the Yautja species. Ghost has whitish eyes with an orange-red ring around the pupil that are less sunken than the adults of his species. His reptilian-like skin looks slightly lighter in colour than his older sibling due to his mottling being a more greenish-blue. His hair-like appendages are also of the same colour and stop just past his shoulders with only a few spacer beads clipped in. He has four mandibles with small tusks (although they’re big enough to suggest that Ghost will grow to be rather tall) and a mouthful of sharp teeth, with some still growing in. He has small black claws, but the length shouldn’t fool anyone, they’re still very sharp. Ghost wears garb similar to older Yautja, but has not earned his mask yet.

Thwei-kv'var-de | Blood Hunter [M/F] [RO]

[Yautja | Elite]

When it comes to the Yautja that you nicknamed Hunter, you instinctively know that they’re dangerous even by their species standards. If not for Ghost, you’re pretty sure you would have been skewered on their blades, but as it is, you manage to earn the Elite Yautja’s respect and in turn, their trust and friendship. Hunter is highly intelligent, has a rather terrifying sense of humour, and even seems somewhat…charming. They also appear to take great pride in protecting their sibling and the soft ooman aka: you, from anything they deem to be a threat. You, on the other hand, aren’t sure how to feel about having a member of one of the deadliest species in the universe as a bodyguard.

With M!Hunter standing at 7’11ft and F!Hunter standing at 8’2ft, they tower over the humans in your team. They have small, yellowish-gold eyes deep set in tough, reptilian-like skin that is lighter in colour with dark blueish mottling. The colour of their mottling is also the colour of their hair-like appendages which reach their mid-back and appear to have several metal spacer beads clipped onto them. They have four mandibles with long tusks, but their top left tusk has a large chip in it, and several sharp teeth. They also have long black claws, that could easily tear through flesh. Hunter wears the traditional Yautja garb and a mask that is heavily marked showcasing that Hunter is a veteran predator (similar to Wolf’s).

Commander Jensen/Jenna ‘Jen’ De Luca [M/F] [RO]

[Human | NAVY SEAL | Italian-American | 33]

Charismatic, confident, and commanding, it’s hardly surprising that they were chosen to head the whole team. With a flirtatious personality and lightning fast wit, many people are lulled into a false sense of security around the NAVY SEAL, allowing Jen to easily catch people off guard. They take their responsibilities and their teams safety very seriously, and can switch from laid-back to alert in an instant. They seem to enjoy your company, and take a lot of joy in trying to get you to laugh. They also worry about you and your decision-making skills a lot. Clearly they’re just going to have to stay by your side for this mission.

Jen stands tall and steadfast at 6’3, with an athletic build born from their service in the NAVY SEALs. They have wavy black hair that falls to Jenna’s mid-back and to just below Jensen’s ears. Jenna’s hair is usually kept up in a high ponytail. They have ice blue eyes, with a scar running from their temple, just below their left eye, to the ala of their nose. Their sun-kissed skin and light freckles give the appearance of someone who has just walked off a runway, rather than a battlefield. Several traditional SEAL tattoos can be seen on Jen’s upper arms and back, but they have no piercings.

Face claim: Matthew Daddario | Alexandra Daddario.

Dr. Choi Hyun [Agender] [RO]

[Human | Archeologist | South Korean | 30]

Having worked together many times in the past, Hyun has become a very good friend to you. They come across as quite prickly to most people, but no matter how grumpy they appear to be, it’s clear to anyone with eyes that Hyun is always happy to have to you near them. The best way to make friends with them and earn a place on their ‘people I’m nice to’ list, is to listen to them talk about their work. Hyun is very enthusiastic about archeology and they physically light up when asked about any aspect of it. Moments like that are why, despite their general grumpiness, so many people have a crush on them. Well that…and the fact that they’re very pretty.

At 5’6, Hyun is of average height with a chubby build and toned muscles from constantly lugging heavy equipment around. They have warm beige skin that is evidently well taken care of with no defining features or scars on their face. They have straight ash brown hair that falls to their shoulders, and deep brown eyes that often appear black in certain lights. Hyun has their lobes and their right helix pierced with silver jewellery, but they have no tattoos, although they are eventually planning to get a large one on their chest area.

Face claim: Hyunjin.

Doctor Vanja Nikolić [NB!M] [RO]

[Human | Medic | Croatian | 38]

Vanja’s an extremely well-regarded doctor, and while xe is known for having quite a stoic bedside manner, xe softens dramatically around children. Knowledgable and quick-witted, there aren’t many who can stand toe-to-toe with Vanja and he makes sure that the cocky bastards that try know it. Xe follows the mindset that trust and respect must be earned, which can make xem seem arrogant at times, but in reality, Vanja has just been betrayed far too many times. Once that trust has been earned, however, you will see a much more relaxed, open, and even teasing side to him that is sure to leave most flustered.

The doctor is 5’10 and has a slender and elegant build with softer muscle tone that points to xyr most used muscle being xyr brain. He has grey eyes that are so light, they are almost eerie, and tousled auburn hair that curls at his nape. Vanja has pale skin, almost completely unblemished, if not for the scar that runs across xyr forehead and disappears into xyr hair. He wears black-framed, circular glasses all the time due to his hyperopia and Vanja uses a retainer strap to keep them from falling off when he is on the move. Xe has no tattoos or piercings.

Face claim: Patrik Cvetko.

Dr. Mainza Kabwe [F/NB] [RO]

[Human | Chemical Engineer | Zambian | 36]

Mainza has a very calming effect on everyone ey meets, with the ability to make friends anywhere and make almost anyone smile. Ey is cheerful and friendly, and thrives on a challenge. Mainza always tries to see the good in people, which can lead to em being let down a lot, but ey doesn’t let that destroy eir positive outlook. Ey is very popular amongst those ey works with, and considering Mainza is a person with great muscles and an even better laugh, it’s hardly surprising. Ey always goes out of eir way to make sure that you’re doing okay, and is the first to offer eir support of your decision. Like Jen, ey is eager to do what ey can to keep you safe.

With a muscular build developed through hard work and physical labour, and standing at 6’0 feet tall, Mainza paints an impressive picture. Ey has shoulder-length black Locs and dark brown eyes that always carry a warmth to them. Eir skin is sepia with two beauty marks, one under eir eye and one on eir chin. Mainza has no scars on eir face but has plenty of calluses on eir hands. Ey wears red-framed glasses when reading or doing work that requires a lot of focus (or involves finicky parts). Ey has a vertical piercing in eir right eyebrow and has eir lobes pierced with silver hoops. Ey also has two full tattoo sleeves and several tattoos on eir ribs, torso, and back.

Face claim: Christina Sakala.

Three poly options are available to pursue: Mainza/Vanja, Hunter/Jen, Hunter/Hyun.

Note: the face claims are tentative, please feel free to imagine them however you wish to (as long as you respect their skin tones).

[confused-gender]

Monsters PT2

Summary: You survived for so long. The yautja came to clear out the xenomorphs and to find you.

Warnings: slight swearing.

It's been six months since Du'sa saved me from death and brought me to his home planet only to figure out that his mission to save me was supposed to fail all because Jeanette wanted me dead and not alive. Still can't believe she tried to kill me after me being here for only an hour. I sigh as I look out of my huts window. Du'sa thought it would be best if I lived in my own hut. Guess he doesn't like having guests stay with him long. I shake my head and walk away from the window. Okay, what are my plans for today. Du'sa gave me the day off from training since we just got back from a hunt a few days ago. It went incredibly well. I've been on multiple hunts in these past few months, but that wasn't until after my training with Du'sa was deemed good enough. Although I was human, I was still regarded as one of the best hunters this planet has seen. They respected me, and I respected them. I was pulled away from thoughts when a knock was heard. I look over and see the elder at my door. I bow in respect to him and kindly greet him. "Hello, Vi-Zata. What brings you here today?" I asked him. He smiles at me, and I motion for him to come in. "Came to see my favorite kv'var-de." He spoke. I gave him another look and let out a chuckle. "You know me too well, Oomani-di. I've noticed how no one has tried to court you." He said with a small smile. I look at him confused. Court me? What does that mean? Like try to date me? "I don't understand Vi-Zata. Court me? Why would someone want to do that?" I asked him.

He tilts his head out of curiosity and lets out a chuckle. "Oomani-di, you make me laugh. So many of my yeyin sain'jas are hulij-bpe about you." He spoke. My face immediately became bright red from what he had told me. "How many brave warriors are we talking about here? Why would they be crazy about me?" I ask in a shy tone. He just shrugs and goes to leave. "Wait, Vi-Zata, you can't just drop all of this on me and expect me to be okay with this." I said to him angrily. He ignored me and waved goodbye as he walked out of my hut. I shook my head and quickly followed after him. "Vi-Zata please hold on a minute!" I yell to him, but he disappeared in the busy street. Son of a bitch. I should have known he was only coming to visit to leave me confused or angry. That man loves bothering me. I groaned and looked around. Maybe I can talk to Du'sa about this? I'm hoping he's home and can spread some light on what Vi-Zata was talking to me about. I begin to walk towards his hut where only to walk into someone. "Sorry." I say quickly. I went to walk around but a hand on my arm stopped me. I looked to see one of the trackers from my previous hunt. "Oomani-di, do you have a moment?" He asked me. I tilted my head and looked at him. "I have something to give you." He told me. Before I could say anything, I felt myself getting pulled away from him. "She doesn't want that gift." I hear a familiar voice say to him.

I turn my attention quickly to Du'sa. "How do you know she doesn't want my gift?!" I hear the other yautja ask angrily. "I'm right here! I don't need anyone speaking on my behalf!" I said loudly. They both stop looking at each other and then at me. I ripped my arm free of Du'sa's grip. "Oomani-di you don't understand what he means by giving you something." Du'sa said to me. I let out an annoyed sigh. I turn my attention to the yautja that had stopped me originally. "A-Bho'tath right now isn't the right time for a gift. Maybe come another time." I told him sweetly. He stared at me and then looked at Du'sa. "Is it because he's already started the process?" He asked me and tilted his head slightly. This in turn made me tilt my head in confusion. "What process? Look I don't know what's going on or why you're giving me something." I told him truthfully. A-Bho'tath clicks something to Du'sa before letting out a small laugh. He turned to me and presented a skull to me. What the fuck! I turn to Du'sa, who looks pissed at what was happening in front of him. His body rigid and his mandibles flaring. I turn my attention back to A-Bho'tath. "Uhm what is happening?" I asked genuinely confused. "He's trying to start the courting process." Du'sa said angrily. I looked at A-Bho'tath and give him a kind smile. "I do appreciate this but no thank you. You seem like a nice guy and all, but I don't know you well enough to give you the same feelings back." I told him. A-Bho'tath looked at me shocked that I rejected him. He got up in a huff and bumped roughly into Du'sa as he walked by. 

I quickly put my head down and walked out of the public's eye when I noticed some yautja staring at what was happening. I have never been more embarrassed and guilty than this before. My huts cloth door fluttered behind me from how fast I walked through it. I sat down on the couch and covered my face with my hands. Should I have just accepted the skull he presented to me? A soft knock came from the door of my hut. "Come in." I said quietly. "Can I get your help with something?" I hear Du'sa say softly. I uncovered my face and looked at Du'sa. My eyes widened with worry. I see a very beaten up Du'sa standing at my door. "Du'sa what happened?" I asked while rushing over to him. He lets out a soft chuckle and pats my head. "Do not worry too much about me, Oomani-di. I'll be fine." He said to me softly. I helped him to my couch and then quickly went to grab my first aid stuff. "Du'sa please tell me what happened!" I yelled from the bathroom. I quickly came back with the first aid kit in hand. I kneeled in front of him and opened the kit up. "It was a minor fight that's all. I wasn't going to let A-Bho'tath bump into me without putting him in his place." Du'sa spoke so nonchalant as if this was an everyday occasion. I mean I have seen yautja fight all the time but never have I seen anyone challenge Du'sa. I know they push each other as a challenge to fight and that means... "Please don't tell me it was over me." I said just above a whisper. I was afraid that my thought was true. "Oomani-di I think we both know the answer to that." He told me softly. Oh... so I'm the reason why he's hurt. I felt my eyes water. I started to clean the small cuts he had on his body and tried to distract my mind with the task at hand. I tried my best to not cry, but a few tears slipped out. Once I was satisfied with my work and patching him up, I quickly packed the first aid kit up. 

When I went to get up, I felt Du'sa place a hand gently on my shoulder. I didn't dare to look at him as more tears escaped from my eyes. I didn't want him to think I was upset with him or anything when, in reality, I was upset that I was the one who caused him harm. I should have just accepted the gift, and none of this would have happened. "(Y/n)... Look at me." I hear Du'sa say softly. I refused to look at him. I don't want him to see me crying over him like this. "(Y/n) look at me." Du'sa said sternly. I shook my head. I couldn't look at him, and even if I wanted to, I wouldn't look him in the eyes. I feel his hand gently grab my chin so he could turn me to look at him. Once our eyes met, I felt the tears freely fall down my cheeks. "Come here." He speaks. He pulls me off my knees and on to his lap. He held me tightly to him while he was purring to calm me. "(Y/n)... I'm fine I came to my favorite doctor to patch me up. It was a minor fight for me. If anything, A-Bho'tath looks worse." He tells me with a small chuckle. "Du'sa but you still had a fight with him over me. I'm not worth fighting over." I told him seriously. I gave him a serious look, and he matched. "My mate is worth fighting over, actually. I'm not going to let anyone try and steal you from me. You said it from day one that I'm your protector." He spoke. Wait, what? 

Did he just call me his mate? I didn't mean mate when I called him my protector. "I... huh?" I couldn't even figure out what to say to him. The words jumbling up from the anxiety that is now coursing through my body. He chose me over the many females who have thrown themselves at him. "Why me?" Was the only thing I could think of to ask him. He tilts his head a bit confused on what I had asked. "Why me? Why not one of the many female yautja that are all over you? I'm not as strong or even as powerful as those ladies are. I probably wouldn't be able to carry your pups. I-." He cuts me off by putting his hand up. "Oomani-di I do not care about those other females. I knew from the moments my eyes landed on you for the first time that I had to make you mate. You survived for years with those xenomorphs and somehow outsmarted them. Even after I told you to stay put you still left and tried to survive out in the woods. You somehow avoided three of us. You literally put your scent in a different direction to put us off your trail for a bit. The females here don't have my attention like you do. I don't care if you can give me a pup or not. You're the only thing that matters to me. You accepted the skull I gave you in a heartbeat which means you have accepted me as your mate." He tells you. I looked at him confused for a moment as I racked my brain for a skull, he gave me. "Wait are you talking about that bird like skull you gave me?" I asked him. He nods his head. I felt more confused because to me I thought it was just a cute little trinket to put out for show or something. "I'm lost here. How does that skull mean I choose you?" I asked confused. He lets out a small chuckle. "Maybe I should have taught you about our culture a little bit more instead of training you so much." He mumbled to himself. "Wait is this what A-Bho'tath was trying to do? In your culture you give gifts in order to court someone?" I ask trying to make sense of everything. He nods his head. "A skull is usually the gift to start the courting process. So, if the person we are trying to court takes it then they have accepted us a mate." He explains to me. I nod my head. "Wait so you're one of yeyin sain'jas that the elder was telling me about." I said with a smile.

 He nods his head. "The number one contender for your heart actually." He said proudly. I blushed and smiled brightly at him. "Number one huh?" I asked. He nods again. "Well, I guess if you were number one then you deserve a prize don't you." I said in a matter-of-fact tone. He tilts his head confused. "(Y/n)-." He began to say before I straddled him. His body went from a bit tense to more relaxed. His hands immediately fell to my hips. I leaned in and began to pepper kisses all over his face. The sound of happy clicking filled the air as I continued kissing his face. I pulled away from him after a few minutes. "I'm glad you choose me." I told him. He happily clicked something to me that I kind of understood but it was still hard to get some things. "You're always going to be my first choice." He told me softly.

Tag list: @sophiaj650 @h0n3y-l3m0n05

[falconlord92]

Yautja Language

Singular words

agaj'ya — realm

amedha — meat

'awu'asa — armor

bhu'ja — ghost/soul/spirit

bpi-de — end

ch'hkt-a — excited/nervous/agitated

dhi'ki — unconsciousness

dhi'ki-de — death

dhi'rauta — cunning

dto — forest/jungle/woodland

gahn'tha-cte — ruthless

gkei'moun — easy/simple

guan — night

h'chak — mercy/merciful

h'dlak — fear

h'dui'se — smell/sent/odor/musk

h'ulij-bpe — crazy

hult'ah — spotter/lookout

halkrath — shadow

ikthya-de — umbra

jehdin — spar

ju'dha — water

kiande — hard

kehrite — training room/dojo

ki'cte — enough/quickly

kjuhte — void

kwei — sly

l'ulij-bpe — mad

lar'ja — dark

luar-ke — moon

m-di — no

m-di mar'ct — no killing

m-di h'chak — no mercy

m-di h'dlak — no fear

mi — fuel

n'ithya — ground/dirt/earth/land

nanku — alive

nok — unit of measurement (equivalent to around 13 inches)

nracha-dte — relentless

ooman — human

pyode — soft

r'ka — Xenomorph

s'yuit-de — pathetic

setg'in — deadly

tarei'hsan — scorpion

te'dqi — secretion

than-guan — midnight

thar'n-dha — strength

thei-de — death/dead

thwei — blood

ui'stbi — abomination

vayuh'ta — air

yeyin — brave

yin'tekai — honor

z'skuy-de — convulsions/spasm

zabin — insect

Phrases

dtai'k-dte sa-de nav'g-kon dtain'aun bpide/Nau'gkon dtain'aun bpi-de — the fight that begun would not end until the end

gkaun-yte — hello

gkei'moun — sheet

jkiu — sheet

ki'sei — I agree/I understand

n'dhi-ja — farewell/goodbye

n'jauka — welcome

na'tauk — salute

payas leitjin-de Hma'mi'de — remember the gods' practice

sei-i — yes/affirmative

thar'n-da s' yin'tekai — strength and honor

thin-de le'hsaun 'aloun'myin-de s' bpi-de gka-de hou-depaya — learn the gift of all sights or finish the dance of the fallen gods

non-co --- life

Actions and events

chi'ytei — embrace/hug

chiva — trial

dha-viath — disaster

dtai'kai'-dte — Hunt

gry'sui-bpe — stampede

ikthala — cataclysm

ka'Torag-na — lurking

kv'var — Hunt

n'ritja — dance

Objects

d'lex — strong, metallic, crystalline Yautja material

dekna — eye/eyes/eyeball

gkinmara — sensors/detector/camera

ki'cti-pa — Wristblades

kiloun — wood

syra'yte — head

th'syra — skull

tjau'ke — rock made of compressed dust

tyioe-ti — escape pod

Weapons

akrei-non — bombs/explosives

al'Nagara — longsword

awu'asa — armor

bhrak-chei — Speargun

chakt-ra — Smart Disc

dah'kte — Wristblades

dah'Nagara — shortsword

ki'cti-pa — Combistick

kv'Vurj-de — Energy Flechette

sivk'va-tai — Plasmacaster

taun'dcha — Plasma Pistol

t'gou u'linja — Netgun

People definitions

jehdin — individual/one

mei'hswei — brother

mei-jadhi — sister

hulij-bpe — crazy

hult'ah — observer/watcher

vor'mekta — Stalker

kv'var-de — hunter

ic'jit — Bad Blood

sain'ja — warrior

p'kya'uha — sniper

nrak'ytara — guardian

n'yaka-de — master

mar'cte — killer

kujhade — destroyer

u'darahje — abomination

kha'bj-te — maniac/reckless

dteinou — messenger

Names

Bakuub — Straight Spear

Cetanu — The Black Hunter (Yautja god of death)

Dachande — Different Knife

Dahdtoudi — Little Knife

Guan-thwei — Nightblood

Paya — God/Warrior

Yeyinde — Brave One

Expressions

c'nlip — intoxicating Yautja beverage

cjit — shit

dai-shui — Yautja musk

dhi'ki-de — The Long Sleep (Death)/Unconscious/Coma

h'ko (M-di) — so/segative

ka'rik'na — the summoning (of other Yautja)

kiande amedha — Hard Meat (Xenomorphs)

lou-dte kale — child-maker (female)

mesh'in'ga — The Battle Dreamtime

n'dui'se — Yautja scent

nain-de — type of Hunt

nain-desintje-de — pure win (absolute victory)

Nan-deThan-gaun — "The Kiss of Midnight"/no mercy

pyode amedha — Soft Meat (humans)

tarei hsan — unworthy opponent/bug

tjau'ke — compressed dust

u'sl-kwe — final rest (death)

z'skvy-de — birth of Xenomorph from host (Chestburster)

zazin — completely centred/within oneself

Body Language

As well as their spoken language, the Yautja also have range of identifiable body language that is used to portray emotion.

Back arched and mandibles flared — rage

Head and eyes lowered — submission

Head cocked to one side — curiosity

Lower mandibles flared — aggression

Push with one hand at another's shoulder — challenge

Placing one hand on another's shoulder, and shaking — greeting

Mandibles click together — regard

Mandibles flared — anger

Arm raised up diagonally — guarded

Head bowed — mourning/grief

Mandibles spread, eyes wide — fear

Rapid mandible clicking — deep amusement/laughing

[askjanethekillerx]

(Continue from Chapter 1)

After an hour or so, Bella came stumbling out, carrying four bags with everything they needed. Hannah opened the door for Bella, letting her throw her bags into the car before they both hopped back into the car and drove of towards the forest.

(Chapter 2)

She had to be patient and quiet. She was always taught patience when she was just a pup by her father. All the memories of hunting with him stuck to her and she never forgot them. Never.

Michyio slowly pulled back the string on her makeshift bow, rising ever so slightly out of the bush she hid in. Her sights were set on hunting the large boar. Her sister was hungry and she shall provide. Breathing in slowly, she'd close her eyes and remembered what her father told her.

"Relax my little kv'var-de... I know you are eager to kill your prey but you must learn to invision your target... It may jump away at any moment.. You must be ready! Now... Focus, close your eyes... Take a deep breath in... Then..."

"Release..", Michyio spoke as she let the arrow fly from her fingers, straight into the boar, causing a squeal to erupt from the animals mouth before it died, falling to the ground with a thud. The female huntress rolled her shoulders back and strode over to the dead animal, picking it up and clicking her mandibles with satisfaction. "Thank you, father...", She said to herself quietly before making her way back to the cave she found that was suitable for her sister and herself.

Once inside, she set the animal down, beginning to skin the corpse. Not before long, her sister, Val'diah, poked her head out from under a slab of rock. Her small red eyes darting around before deciding it was safe to run out. Her small feet pattered across the ground as she made her way over to her sister, happy purrs escaping her mouth as she held onto her large sisters arm. Michyio chuckled softly and pet her sister's head, handing her a small chunk of meat and watching her chew at it with the very little teeth she had.

"M-michyio? Will you ever find a male to help protect us...?", She asked and stared up at her sister with questioning eyes. The eyes she herself used to give her father when she had a question to ask him. Michyio let the thought of having a mate roll around in her mind. Not once, since she's been an elite huntress has she thought about having pups or having a mate. She didn't think she needed one. "Not... Not for a while, Val'diah...", She answered and gave a small smile to her. "For now, I will protect you", she said and ruffled her little sisters head.

Val'diah's attention was torn away from her sister to something in the distance, looking outside the cave. She suddenly held onto Michyio's arm, her small arms tightening around her muscular forearm, whining softly. "What do you see, Val'diah... What is it you see...", Michyio asked, looking in the direction Val'diah was looking. "Oomans...", Val'diah responds.

Dean pounded on the steering wheel of his Jeep, angry at the GPS. "Come on stupid fucking GPS!", He yells, nearly startling his group in the back behind them. "Dean you gotta chill out man...", said one of Dean's best friends, Brett Young. Brett had brought along two of his other Baseball friends, Caleb Burton and Brandon Hickens. Caleb was mainly asleep until Dean screamed again. He woke up and grunted, "Hey yo! Calm down dude... Aren't we here anyways?", Caleb stated as his blue eyes stared into the vast forest. Brandon immediately hopped out of the car, carrying his girlfriend he brought with her. She'd giggle in delight as she held onto him. "You ready for some fun at the lake?~", she asked him. Brandon smirked, "Always am baby!", He said and kissed her cheek. Dean parked the car got out, watching everyone else do the same to get their bags out. "Y'all brought your guns just in case right?", Brett asked the three, to which he got nods as an answer. Once they had their bags, they began to set up camp. It was quite peaceful until the other girls show up, blasting extremely loud rap music, causing it to echo. "Jenna! Turn that shit down!", Dean yell

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[WIP] The beef Kv'var-de has with Panther lives rent free in my head, so I'm drawing something specifically for it LMAO

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Monsters part 2 preview

It's been six months since Du'sa saved me from death and brought me to his home planet only to figure out that his mission to save me was supposed to fail all because Jeanette wanted me dead and not alive. Still can't believe she tried to kill me after me being here for only an hour. I sigh as I look out of my huts window. Du'sa thought it would be best if I lived in my own hut. Guess he doesn't like having guests stay with him long. I shake my head and walk away from the window. Okay, what are my plans for today. Du'sa gave me the day off from training since we just got back from a hunt a few days ago. It went incredibly well. I've been on multiple hunts in these past few months, but that wasn't until after my training with Du'sa was deemed good enough. Although I was human, I was still regarded as one of the best hunters this planet has seen. They respected me, and I respected them. I was pulled away from my thoughts when a knock was heard. I look over and see the elder at my door. I bow in respect to him and kindly greet him. "Hello, Vi-Zata. What brings you here today?" I asked him. He smiles at me, and I motion for him to come in. "Came to see my favorite kv'var-de." He said. I gave him another look and let out a chuckle. "You know me too well, Oomani-di. I've noticed how no one has tried to court you." He said with a small smile.

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May we have some fun or/and sweet facts about the stronk alien, Thwei-kv'var-de? 👉👈

Sorry. I just copy pasted their name cuz my smol brain can't type the glorious name *sobs*

Thanks dear author and good luck with your IF! 🧡

thank you! 💖

don’t worry, you aren’t alone! I had to check about four times that I’d typed it correctly before I was happy

fun or sweet facts about the aptly named blood hunter…hmm…well alright then, let’s see what the ol’ grey matter can come up with:

hunter is fiercely protective of their younger brother, and you protecting him means that hunter feels obligated to protect you as well. as time goes on, hunter’s feelings of protection towards you become less of a chore and more instinctual

hunter purrs. like a cat. they purr like a cat when content or trying to comfort you. they’re relatively embarrassed the first time they do it

hunter and jen click pretty quickly as fellow warriors and protectors, they’re very impressed by mainza, manage to develop a rivalry with hyun, and are weirdly wary of vanja…xe just seems too attached to those needles for hunter’s liking

they give the best hugs and are instinctively aware that you’re far more fragile than they are, so have no fear of being crushed. piggy back rides and being carried princess style are also in the cards. but then so is being carried like a sack or a clutch bag so…

they can’t kiss like a human, but they enjoy you pressing kisses to their mandibles (just watch out for the tusks). will try and reciprocate by pressing their mandibles gently against your temple or the top of your head

a yautja’s body is a lot warmer than a human’s, so they’re the perfect snuggle buddy for cold nights

will bring you presents/courting gifts

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I just had to add some humor to really capture his personality in Concrete Jungle

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