So I've been having really bad writers block for my other story, and then this little head cannon showed up and I thought..Yes I'm gonna write that.
I am terrible with predator lore and yes I known the names are terrible. Knowing my luck Kuda means soemthign really stupid in Yautja haha. Hope you like it xxx
Kuda was very much done with earth, he was done with their thin air, he was done with the cold nights that seemed to worsen in this part of their world and he was especially done with Ooman kind themselves.
As a young blood who had only just finished his chiva he had no real experience hunting Ooman's apart from his sire letting him watch from the ship as he hunted. He had desperately wanted to follow his sire that day and hunt alongside him.
Now how whether he wished he was back in his ship, not that he didn't enjoy hunting humans. As practise he had stalked and killed a few trophies in a very warm, war torn country to the East. He had enjoyed ripping them apart with his ki'cti-pa.
The heavens opened up and soon Kuda was soaked to the bone in cold rain, he growled to himself, hating this planet and its cold weather more and more. He reminisced on how he had landed himself in this predicament in the first place
Three days ago.
Kuda bowed, lowering himself to one knee in front of the three elders of his clan, he tried to stay calm but it was completely unorthodox for a just blooded Yautja to be suddenly summoned straight after the hunt.
'We are impressed by your performance on your chiva, young one.' the oldest of the elders H'dlak said with a slight pride in his voice, Kuda remained silent knowing they hadn't just summoned him for praise.
The second oldest, a female Yautja, Luar-Ke, spoke next, the pup on her lap staring curiously at Kuda.
Kuda remembered playing babysitter with the elders pups just a few months ago, before he had been sent for training for his chiva.
'As you are aware Ooman hunting is one of our clans favourite traditions, but yet our secrecy amongst their kind is of the highest importance.' she mused, letting the pup tnagle his little claws in her gold ringed braids.
'And so we must hunt them in secret, and also only hunt those that would not be missed.' H'dlak responded crossing his arms, it seemed like the fuss of being secret was draining on the Yuatja known for his fearless abandon during battle.
The last elder was a tall dark predator called simply Thwei, he had been one of the greatest hand to hand combat specialists and had helped train Kuda and his fellow young bloods for many years, he was also completely mute, a Kainda Amedha had slashed his voice box many years ago, so the last elder watched in silence. His powerful presence enough to affirm his authority.
'We have already found suitable targets, and a place to hunt, but the area needs to be cleared of any humans that may reside there and checked over, we wish to let the pups join us on this hunt.' she said calmly.
Kuda's mandibles twitched in a yutja style smile, he knew the little ones were very excited for this mission, as the stories of Ooman hunts were the stuff of legends and incredible rumours amongst the younger of the clan.
'We have chosen you to over see that the area is clear for our hunt, any questions, Kuda?' H'dlak asked. Kuda raised his head to look at the elders told them that he understood and was dismissed to start preparing.
Back in the present and Kuda had finally finished his patrol of the Northern area. Although the rain had not let up its torrent.
The dense forest his clan had chosen was large enough for the hunt, they even speculated that the trees here had been treated with some form of growth enhancer, as the top of the branch's reached higher than the species should have allowed. Kuda didn't waste time thinking about it, he just wanted to finish searching the East area of the now drenched forest and call it a day.
The rain had slowed immensely and was now just a soft drizzle, mostly blocked by the large trees, fat droplets still managed to fall onto Kuda as he jumped from branch to branch, each thud against a new tree meant a new wave of water hitting him, making him scowl under his mask.
He was just about to roar to ease his angst when he heard a soft singing make its way through the forest, he turned towards the sound, it was muffled slightly by the wind but this only made Kuda more curious.
He had heard rumours of Ooman's being very capable singers, while in the war torn areas he had heard nothing but shouting and screams, this was a nice difference.
As he worked his way towards the singing it grew in volume and Kuda was intrigued, it was velvety and rich, every note being hit perfectly, making him purr.
The song was lost on him the term 'rolling in the deep' meant nothing and he cared little of its meaning, but he still found it beautiful, his purr deepened as the notes grew in pitch, it seemed like the song was reaching it's peak.
He wondered why the voice was lower than what he thought it would be, but he had never heard the females sing so didn't have anything to compare it too.
He followed the sounds till he was looking down onto a small clearing, he sought out the noise and his amber eyes finally found the little siren.
He blanched as he was met with not the young female he imagined but a human male sitting on a fallen branch that looked to be twice the humans size.
Kuda couldn't believe it, he felt ..betrayed by his own mind, he was not of that nature so why would he have thought! no he wasn't going to over think this. He had hidden himself from view and was currently holding his face in one hand utterly dejected.
He looked back down when a shrill scream rang out, the young human male merely turned around on his log to see the approaching figure, dressed in white and covered in blood, rush forward.
'Please! Please help us, my friend he- he's trapped in a bear trap. Oh god oh god!' Kuda grimaced the loud shrillness of this new male was nothing like the sweet sounds he had come here for, he then remembered what his mission was and remained where he was hidden, waiting this curious incident out. He had seen nothing but wild animal's until now so the sudden change was out of place.
The young male leaped down from the log gracefully. His loose white top falling around him as he landed.
'Oh god where is he?' he cried the blood covered Ooman ran back from where he came and the young man followed him into he woods. Kuda followed, feeling that something was off about the whole thing.