(No POV)Hours earlier.
Within space their is a large black and silver ship floating. Smaller ships are seen flying inside it.
This ship belongs to a sentient race called Yautja.
The Yautja are a race that are all about hunting and honour. The greater the kill the bigger their reputation is.
And with that reputation it helps them find a mate.
As today is their mating season.
Many Yautja come to the mothership to calm their urges and create their offspring.
We see a ship land in the mothership and it opens up and shows many of the females of their kind.
They carry spears by their sides and they wear different type of armour.
Some walk together as others split off to find a mate.
A older female Yautja turns to the remaining females by her side.
"If you are uninterested in mating with the males today then go and resupply our food and equipment" She tells them before walking off.
They disperse to do whatever they wish leaving two Yautja.
"So sister. Not interested in mating with the males today?" One asks her companion but she scoffs.
"No. Most of these 'warriors' aren't nearly to my skill and I will not indulge myself in something weaker than me" She says and her sister nods.
"True enough. Let us gather our supplies and return to the ship... and perhaps we could help each other calm our urges~" She whispers seductively at that last part and her companion grins behind her mask.
"Mmm tempting" She hums as she slides a hand down to her ass and gives it a squeeze.
She gives a light moan and looks at her companion.
"Suukol you tease" She says smirking.
"Oh? I thought you liked my teasing Almira" She grins giving her ass another squeeze.
YOU ARE READING
The Surviving Warrior
HorrorThree male Yautja make a bet with their females Matriarch. The bet involved if the the three completed their hunt within the time limit then the females of their choosing will mate with them how they wish for the next five years. But if the three f...