"Hey, I'm alone and scared but I'm smiling as though theirs nothing wrong. Are you alone as well? Don't worry we can keep each other company. I hope I'm not a bother though." She was tired and becoming delusional, along with the fact that she was starving and cranky. Not to mention she was talking to a dead skinned person that was hanging upside down from a tree branch. She didn't know if she should be scared or not but all she did was pushed it around so that it can swing back and forth as entertainment. Her mind wandered back to the monster she recently had ran away from..she should really stop calling him a monster. It was rude, and it had to have a name in its own home world. Since it had no boobs, it was a male, so she should give a male name.
"Zerox sounds like a cool name for him. I wonder if he'll like it." She turned towards the hanging body." I shall call you D.M. Which stands for Dead Man." She continued to swing the rotting dead body, implying that it was having more for than she was.
"Popping out from behind a giant tree, he or Zerox, as she now called him came into view and gave a snarl at her with a glare, even though he had a mask on the anger could be felt through it.
"Hey Zerox, by the way thats your new name, look what I found!..I think I'm going insane.." She passed out after her few words from the lack of hydration in her body. He cocked his head to the side in confusion at the weird language she kept speaking in but was able to understand Zerox, and name. He was annoyed at the name the ooman has given him but couldn't do much since their language barriers where completely different. His name was Lerker and was an honored blooded yautja with plenty of experience and trophies from his hunts, enough for the mating season that was coming close. But decided that a few more ooman skulls would attract his following female yautja's that may become good mates to bare his ovivis. Picking up the almost weightless body, he threw it over his shoulder and headed back to his campsite.
