My brother wanted me to find his ooman and I did.

I found her and had to wound her, to get the trackers to believe that my brother's request had been fulfilled.

I'd taken her to my father's home. His beginnings, when he came up from the underground world.

It's just the two of us here, the C'ntlip that she'd consumed is gone from her body.

"I'm hungry."

She's ventured from my home, wrapped in a covering. For a guest, she's high-handed.

"I've prepared food, join me."

"I don't eat raw meat."

"Fortunately for you, my mother taught me how to prepare food for oomans."

"Is that what I am?" She asks, settling in across from me.

The covering's dipped low and noticing my watch of her, she pulls it tighter around her shoulders.

"I left clothing for you."

"It's too revealing. I didn't get abducted by aliens just to parade around in a tramp's uniform."

"Tramp?" I ask, placing the cooked meat and plants on a trencher for her.

"Call girl, escort, streetwalker?"

The plate's accepted with an irritated huff.

"Whore?"

"I see." I state.

"You have a broad understanding of our words, where did you learn it?" She inquires, sniffing the contents before devouring the food.

"My mother was like you."

"A human?"

"Yes."

"Was she a sex slave?"

"She accepted my father as her mate and my half-brother's father."

"Wait, so one there are humans here, and two they willing have sex with... your kind?"

"As I recall not too long ago, you made a crude offering of your body."

Watching her reaction with barely concealed amusement, it's always a pleasure to watch their faces change hues.

"I was not myself." She says with a sniff.

"I understand, what you place on your body is your choice. No one will pay any mind to you walking around in what I found you in earlier. We're not the monsters that you think we are."

"Ha!" She says rising to finish her meal inside.

Watching her departure, I find her form very pleasing. "Cocaine is helluva drug!" She states, the door slamming shut behind her.

"Cocaine is helluva drug, what does that phrase mean?" I inquire of my ooman friend.

The laughter that follows is loud and good-humored.

"Where did you learn this?"

"A woman."

"A newly minted woman?"

"She's not been on Prime that long."

"After your mother, I thought that there were to be no more humans brought in."

"She was a gift for my brother."

"So then how did she end up in your arms?"

"She didn't."

"No woman can resist supreme bloodlines, ooman, yautja or other."

"The phrase?"

"It's when you say or do something that doesn't make sense, then you blame it on the drug. Hence, cocaine is a helluva drug."

Still not truly understanding, I try to make sense of it.

"It's like when you're the victor of the hunt, as you've obtained the most trophies and when offered many wives, you say no I only want just the one. Hence, C'ntlip is a helluva drug."

"I see." I state in deep understanding.

There's a moment of silence as I completely absorb the meaning before we share a laugh.

"I'd like to meet her."

"Soon, but I'm here for another matter."

"And that is?"

"The role of chieftain belongs to me."

"Of what tribe?" He asks wryly.

"This is not the time for wit."

"Unfortunately I know your brother a little too well." He says, making a gesture towards his face.

My brother and he shared the love of a female yautja, with the latter taking a blade to the face. A marking to show that it would be in my friend's favor to relent.

And he did, Yu'an belongs to my brother now.

"He won't give up the tribe."

"My father was the last chieftain it belongs to me."

"Yes, but his father before yours was the chieftain. He stems from generations of them, he has as much right as you to it. Or anyone for that matter, who would dare attempt to take it from him."

"He wants the half-breeds to be separated from the Vohtou tribe."

"Well, he is the chieftain he can do as he wishes."

"Our father's got the tribe to accept the unification of the pure-bloods and the half-breeds. He wishes to undo this, even though he himself is a half-breed."

"Well, he is the chieftain."

"Have you anything else to say besides that?"

"What are you going to do Ta'jaal, challenge him?"

"If it is the only way to keep the peace amongst the pure and the halves, then yes I will."

"Perhaps there is another way." He states.