Kidnapped (Predator Fanfiction) -Major Editing-

Chapter twenty-one

Chapter 21- Kweide

The human's friend leaving alongside Lar'ja-thwei had an odd effect on the tension in the room. It was complete uneasiness for both of us, and if my assumptions were correct, she was as reluctant to be beside me like this as I was to her.

After several minutes of unbroken silence and unease I turned my head to speak to her but to my surprise she was already fast asleep against my side.

The interaction with her human friend must have tired her out more than she let on, her breathing was slightly labored but ultimately not too different from her sickened sleeping patterns. 

Studying her was my only option in my boredom. As much as I was repelled by the human, my curiosity was somehow equal.She was ugly, humans were such an unappealing kind with their scent glands stretched out so oddly. And yet these very same horrifying attachments were useless  compared to my own sense of smell. 

Hesitant, but ultimately too bored and pulled by curiosity, I reached a hand out to touch her facial appendage. It was smooth and had the faintest curves to follow as I ran a clawed finger across.

It twitched as her face crinkled in her sleep so I pulled my hand back and focused on other features. Human's had something we did not around our mouths, some out sticking lumps that gave them a more ranged option of expression and the ability to speak their language easier. With amusement I probed them, they were squishy and plump, so unlike anything I had felt before. What were these called again? She had told me once...lips, these were human lips.

I pulled them and let go, they popped back to her mouth and I repeated the process a few more times. It was amusing to mess with such a moldable creature, one who was thankfully fully asleep in exhaustion.

Now bored of the lips I went to poking at her so called cheeks, why were human's so stretchy? Why were they so soft? I could not answer these questions yet and I refused to ask them but perhaps one day I would. 

Placing my hand across her face I laid it down on her skin, she was oily -perhaps from the fever or other human things- but she was soft, little to no bumps, mostly just smooth suppleness. Such a foreign feeling, one I surprisingly liked.

Her breath rolled across my palm, warm as her mouth lay slightly open. Fascinated with her different features I gently pried it open further, careful to make sure she was still passed out. "So odd..." I spoke quietly, if I woke her now I would have no explanations for myself or my actions. 

The inside of her mouth was dark and generated heat from what the tip of my finger could gauge. It was humid with moisture, like an inner jungle environment. This was how she sucked in cold air and spewed it out lukewarm. They must be naturally warm creatures. It made sense now that her core temperature was a big problem. It was not used to up and downs, it was a stable heat that kept her and her organs at a consistent temperature.

I had learned something I hadn't originally planned to, but perhaps Lar'ja-thwei would find it to be of interest. Taking my hand back and gently closing her small mouth I waited a few moments before disturbing her again.

With my hand splayed open I encircled the crown of her head, this was hard in comparison to the rest of her but then again it was where her skull laid. My fingers naturally curled around her head and buried themselves into her thick tendrils. 

These were soft but not squishy, they were nothing like my own. These brown growths were more like fur than a body part and they were long and matted from tangles. It was remarkably lengthy for the humans young age as well, but perhaps their tresses grew at a different rate than our own. Some of us never grew long tendrils at all.