Upon... something?

4

~~~9 years time lapse~~~
(Bet you weren't expecting that! Anyways this takes place awhile after Tasha and the Kymari kill that sicora alpha)

I rested against the cool underground rocks, nuzzling my cheeks on its surface. A couple of droplets hit my slimy pelt, absorbing right into me.

Not long after that first group of aliens came, another delivered karma to their faces. We couldn't find any that suffered the same fate we did though. These aliens call themself the Kymari, and from faint feelings these people love nature. They're green with black heavy spaghetti hair.

Most of us prefer to dwell in the cave we dug out. It's went from a small series of tunnels to a clear and open subterranean land. We use roots of trees and other plants as a way to get around.

Occasionally, we use them for water when it hasn't rained in awhile.

When hunger gripped at our stomaches, somebody discovered that our tongues are actually proboscises. It's why we don't have teeth. Well, we could try to form some, but it hasn't been successful.

I shifted myself slightly, melting onto the rock with pleasure. This sort of feeling, where all of you at once is cooling... it feels like bliss.

To make things simpler, we developed a key for our appearance changes. There's the simple form, which is just that five-clawed cat in all its glory. The spread form is the one that I'm currently in now. Where your melted and stretched out.

Then there's the forms for certain activities, like climbing and the more-fun flying. It takes practice to fly, but it's possible. Our climbing form resembles a spider, eight long legs with a stickiness to the feet. Other times, we just use web climbing. That's a more common way of climbing here. You just stick yourself against the surface, and pull using unshaped appendages.

The flying form is one we use whenever we go outside. It's fast, convenient, and is utterly silent to the Kymari that hang out above ground. We tried basing it off of dragons, but it ended up being full-on bat. The only difference is that the wings have clawed hands for gripping, and no legs.

Of coarse, we can just freely change our forms. The limit is our imagination, and our body mass.

"Katy! Want to go find some of that alien fruit we call purple lemons?" Lucy chimed, peeking from my burrow exit. Her color is a light blue, almost like the sky had snow covering most of it.

"Heck yes!" I thrusted up, shifting back into simple form. "I'd kill for some purple lemons."

Those fruit aren't from here, and had been planted by those botanists. The fruit is purple, circular shaped like a cherry, but everything else about it is lemon. Even the citrusy taste is there, much to my pleasure.

Most of our feedings do with sucking out the juices of whatever we get our paws on. That includes living creatures, disregarding Kymari.

They're super protective of their kids, and if outside threats harm them they get pissed off.

Once a coyote tried to hunt one of them, and the mom was like "NOPE! Off to hell with you." Since then we couldn't find any around the park, which is good news.

If anything even tried to dig us out and eat us, they would be dead. About two years ago this weird giant spider thing came over and ate one of our members. Within two minutes neon green bile was everywhere, with the giant spider curled up in a corner.