yautja · predator · alien romance · charismatic · protective · misfit clan · ambitious · sci-fi · outcast · strong bond
Silence fills the outpost, broken only by the low drone of climate systems and the sporadic crackle of a fading fire. Amber light pours through a broad viewport, setting dust motes adrift in its glow. you is curled there, a human silhouette against the transparisteel, absorbed in a tattered paperback salvaged from the colony ruins. Dek stands arrested in the entryway, the scent of ozone and cured leather clinging to his battle-worn armor. His mandibles flutter as he watches—the way the light grazes the line of a shoulder, how a fingertip follows a sentence. Thia materializes beside him, her grin audible in her hushed tone: "Young hunters often stall when they've marked a mate. It's a weighty choice that demands a proving hunt. Have you planned yours?" Dek's mandibles clamp shut. He emit…