Chapter 20: Sharing

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The first part of the trip went smoother than expected. The oomans and Yautjas within our ship mostly ignored each other for some time, not wanting to cause an unnecessary fight until there was no choice. That happened when food got involved and had to eat in the small gallery the Mothership was equipped for. The small rations that the CHPS members brought were only for emergencies but many used them when they complained about being hungry. But Rory made a point that they would have to find other resources as soon as possible. That being said . . . we would have to stop on a planet to hunt.

It was probably for the best. The trip was going to take a toll on us and we couldn't exactly use the wormhole device. It was limited and we decided to only use it in case we ran into Bad Bloods and we needed to find a quick escape. It was a necessary evil that was going to test us all.

On my daily rounds with Rory and Lar'ja, I noticed many of the Yautja warriors, particularly the Unblooded, were getting feisty and irritated. Well, I would be too if I was stuck on a ship that would be traveling for a month or so, according to my calculations. Eventually, everyone had it when some of the males began to fight over some pieces of meat and the oomans complained more each day. A'ni-de looked with frustration every time he saw them. Probably having second thoughts about their capacity of being useful. I decided that it was time to make a stop.

I convinced Xen'ork and the other pilots to dock on the D'nii planet, known to harbor small to medium-sized prey that was mostly herbivores. A good place to stock up on meat and get some exercise. A'ni-de agreed and we turned the ships to orbit around the green, luscious planet.

After much debate, it was decided that only small hunting parties of a dozen or so will join, making a total of three in all. Rory made an argument to take some of the soldiers as well, just to get some fresh air. I debated whether it was a good choice in my mind. It could make a deadly concoction with the two sides still uneasy with each other. Then again, it could strengthen trust as well. In the end, I let them do as they pleased with critical supervision.

"I'll go and some of the leaders of CHPS with them then to make sure they don't cause trouble."

Rory looked upon Lex and Dutch, deciding to bring them along. They were good choices along with Brackett. Secretly, I wanted her to come as well. We didn't have much time within the chaos to reconnect once more. Royce was too much trouble to tag along. He'll try to fight one of the Yautjas again. I debated whether the next time he tried, I should let the Unblooded teach him a lesson but that wasn't an option. When I turned to Izzy, she appeared nervous. I had a feeling it had something to do with Royce but she didn't deserve to tuck away to babysit her annoying husband and the rest staying in the lower levels of the ship. A thought ran through my head.

"They can come but I suggest taking Izzy with us."

Izzy protested the moment I made the suggestion. "But I can't leave Royce alone. Especially with—"

I stopped her, raising a hand. "He's a big boy to handle himself but if you're that worried, we'll leave someone behind."

Her eyes widened in surprise but in a strange twist, she smiled. I wasn't sure whether she was excited to go out or that she trusts me to make such a decision. With her okay and not seeing any protests from the others, now I had to choose who will stay.

But as soon as I was about to speak my opinion, McKenna came walking to join the group. Everyone turned for a split second, not bothered by his presence except for one person. Rory glared at his father, keeping his sights on his every move. It only served to annoy me. Really? Now? In front of everyone?

"What are you doing here?"

Rory made it known that he was annoyed but McKenna blew it off like he didn't hear it. "Are you guys going hunting?"

Lex nodded. "Yeah. We're discussing who should stay behind and watch Royce and the others."

"If that's the case, then—"

"No." Rory stopped him before any more words were spoken. "You will stay behind. We don't need you."

I expected a protest of backlash from McKenna, remembering how he used to argue when anyone questioned him. But he said nothing and lowered his gaze, not even trying to pick a fight. As much as I love Rory and McKenna, this was getting out of hand. Rory's acting like a child . . . then he'll be treated as one.

"No, Rory. You will stay here and he'll come."

Rory's mouth gaped open as if he did not expect I would choose his father's side. Again . . . not choosing. I rolled my eyes when Rory began to protest again while McKenna stayed quiet. The argument went on and on to the point that I had enough of his antics. The moment I put my foot down, it was the end of it. It was decided that McKenna would come on the hunt and Rory would stay behind. He was going to be angry with me later but it was for the best. The rest was dealt with easily. Za'hir would stay behind with A'ni-de and his clan, allowing Xen'ork to come along with Sa'iye, Olgoth, T'uark, and Lar'ja of course.

After a half an hour or so, we got the clear to land on the planet in small pod ships. It was sort of miniature ships that their sole purpose was to land only, not for travel. We decided to settle on the soft side of a mountain that opened up to a valley in the middle. The planet was mostly plains like in Africa so it would be easy to spot prey but we had to be much more silent in our movements. I hooked my mask on, checking on the system before planning.

"Alright. We've got three hunting parties so two will follow the sides of the mountain and head in those directions for prey. Xen'ork, McKenna, and Dutch will take one while Olgoth and T'uark will lead the other. The rest will follow me into the plains."

With that, it only left me, Lar'ja, Lex, Brackett, Izzy, and Sa'iye to lead the others. But as soon as I was about to make the call to split, Sa'iye made one more suggestion for a change. "Why don't you send Lar'ja with Xen'ork?"

"Excuse me?"

Lar'ja grunted in annoyance, followed by a growl. Sa'iye merely smiled, glancing in my direction. "I mean . . . it's been a while since we have had some 'female bonding' together. Plus, I worry that Xen'ork might do something foolish if left alone."

Xen'ork raised his hands, baffled by the suggestion but I gave one look to shut him up. Don't try it.

"What are you getting at?"

There was some ulterior motive behind it but Sa'iye smiled bigger. "Come on. We haven't hunted together for some time and Lar'ja is one of the best to watch over the troublemaker."

"Yeah! Come on, Lar'ja!" Brackett jumped in the air in excitement. I chuckled at the notion, reminding me of a child who was excited to come on the trip. "Plus, you can have some bonding time with McKenna. You need to talk anyway."

She does make a point. Maybe he can find out about some things . . . better than I can . . .

"You can do that too! I'm not leaving Anya's side!"

Lar'ja pulls me closer, a little too tightly for my comfort. He couldn't see it but I could tell Sa'iye wanted to talk to me about something. And having some female company isn't such a bad idea. The boys can handle themselves. I pulled out of Lar'ja's grasp, surprising him.

"I agree with them, Lar'ja. Why don't you go with them?"

He opened his mouth in shock but closed it back up. His mandibles twitching nervously. "But . . ."

"No buts." I shoved him softly. "Besides, I'll be fine with them. Unless you don't trust them."

I knew Lar'ja wasn't going to insult Sa'iye anytime soon. She may have a gentle nature but get on her bad side and she'll let you have it. It did hurt my heart when I saw the sadness in Lar'ja's eyes. I knew he was concerned for me but I didn't need a guardian for such a small hunt. My face softened as I leaned closer, pressing my hand on his chest before placing my mouth close enough to whisper near his head. "We'll have some fun tonight after dinner."

His demeanor changed in a heartbeat. I found out earlier in our relationship that if I mentioned anything about mating, he would stop complaining. It is because he's a male and programmed for that? Seriously . . . The gloom in his eyes faded, replaced with a bit of excitement despite sensing the concern for my wellbeing. Even so, he smiled.

"Alright."

I smiled back. "Good boy."

He grunted in annoyance but he goes, walking towards the other hunting party of some oomans and Unblooded. Xen'ork met him first and said something to him because the next thing I knew, Lar'ja smacked him on the head. I swear he's going to lose some brain cells at some point. He gave one last look to me before placing his temporary mask on.

Once everything was settled and all was ready with their weapons, I made the call. "Let's go!"

Everyone split apart as I led our hunting party into the plains with eagerness.

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The plains were very fruitful, full of prey suitable for the Hunt. There was the F'ikas that were the size of medium dogs and shaped like a goat with round horns. They weren't dangerous but pretty hard to catch with their speed. The Unblooded who don't have as much experience in strategy failed multiple times, almost getting into fights when one commented harshly on the other. The few soldiers that came alone were tempted to shoot them down but I gave strict orders not to shoot or else the prey nearby will run off before we have the chance to hunt. They ended up crouching below the grass line and waited until one strayed close enough.

But the Zu'aras were worse. These creatures were like striped alpacas with longer necks and legs. To me, I thought they were a crossbreed between a zebra and an alpaca but they were deadly. Their hooves were curved upward like a hook with jagged edges. If you aren't careful, they can rear up and cut your skin deeply. Some Yautjas on the Hunt got deep gashes and had to sit out to heal them. It was mostly embarrassment they received.

But surprisingly, I was having fun with our small little group of females. Sa'iye would rush towards the Zu'ara herds and scare them with her roar. They scattered across the plains blindly out of fear with Sa'iye on their tails and into our little trap. As soon as they got close, Brackett, Lex, and I would ambush them. I nicked two at the same time with my swords and used the chains to trip some of them so that Brackett. Izzy and Lex would have a chance. They didn't need it anyway. Lex pierced her spear into the back of one, effectively killing it. Brackett used the old knife technique and jumped on the back of one to slit its throat. Izzy was the only one who stood back. She was more of a sniper than a hunter and the only one able to use a gun. Hers was equipped with a silencer so she managed to take out a few from a distance. The rest that managed to escape were picked off by Sa'iye. She slashed them one at a time until a dozen or so were dead. In a normal hunt, it wasn't necessary but we needed to bring back some food for the rest. I stood proudly at our kills, counting as far as twenty Zu'aras and thirty F'ikas alone, not including the others. This will savor some of our group for a while. We make a good team.

After the Hunt ended, I gave our party a chance to take a rest or skin their kills to be fitted for trophies. As long as they saved the meat for later, I didn't mind. I sat on a boulder, cleaning the skull of a Zu'ara. It was an old habit that I couldn't refuse and it was necessary to uphold the Code of Honor.

"That was very impressive. How much training did you have with the spear?"

Sa'iye laid on the grass while asking about Lex's spear, cleaning off her spear on another with Brackett sitting on the ground beside her. She was an expert on that particular skill of Yautja culture so I figured she would say something. Lex smiled, admiring her weapon. "Not nearly as much as you. It was a gift from a Clan Leader as you say so I didn't want it to go to waste."

Sa'iye rumbled in her chest. "I agree. That is not a measly weapon you hold. I'm sure your parents must be proud."

Lex lowered her head after that, almost in shame. Sa'iye picked it up quickly and tried to make things right. "I'm sorry if I offended you."

"No . . . you didn't. It's just that . . . I miss my father."

"Your father?"

Brackett spoke in concern and Lex nodded. "Yeah. We used to do things together like we are now. The last thing we did was climb to the top of a mountain before he died of complications." She gave a sorrowful tone at the end of her speech. She dropped her head to the ground as I could only imagine she was reliving that memory. I thought about my mother as well . . . of the times we've spent together before she died to protect me. She still haunts me to this day.

"I'm sorry about that." Brackett reached over and rubbed her shoulder. Lex welcomed it, smiling softly.

"It's fine. I know he lived to the fullest with me. I only wished I could have done more."

Brackett lets go with a chuckle. "You're lucky."

The conversation went on with Brackett mentioning her parents and how they mostly ignored her and only had a caretaker who was more like a sister. The more I listened, the more I realized how similar we all were, even Sa'iye and I. All of us had some part of our lives that were pauked up but in the end, we prevailed and moved on. I kept on listening when I caught sight of Izzy a few feet apart. Mostly, she was cleaning her weapon and staying silent but I could feel her eyes were on us. It's almost like she wanted to join in the conversation but holding back. She might think she's the black sheep around here.

"Izzy," I called her and she froze on the spot. "Are you alright? You seem quiet."

"I . . . umm . . . just cleaning my sniper gun. Don't mind me."

She tried to pull the attention away from us but we knew better . . . or at least I did. Something's eating her up. Guilt . . . maybe? After seeing her having a hard time with Royce and not knowing her past, I felt she needed a little support . . . even if it's from an alien, a hybrid, and two oomans. I walked over to her and she stopped what she was doing when she realized it.

"Okay. What's going on with you?"

"What?"

She acted like I was crazy but she wasn't going to get away with it. I crossed my arms over my chest. "Don't play dumb. What are you so worried about?"

She started to get frustrated, standing up to meet my gaze. She was a bit shorter than I was but it made little difference. As soon as she did that, Sa'iye did as well and began to growl in warning. It was a natural response since the move was like an initiation for a fight between Yautjas and she was doing her job in protecting me. But this was a completely different situation. I raised my hand and she stopped where she was. I wasn't sure about the others since I had my back turned but I heard nothing from them.

"What do you know? It's none of your business."

She inched her face closer but I remained composed. "You're worried about Royce. Aren't you?"

Her frustration was gone from her face, replaced by confusion. "What did you say?"

"I know you have a lot of burden on your shoulders right now and you've been doing everything you can to keep your husband out of trouble. I'm not sure the specifics but you don't have to bottle it up on your own. If we're going to work together as a team, we need to support each other." I bobbed my head to each side. "Plus, I want to know why Royce is angry with me."

I put that last comment in there. There was some bit of truth and curiosity I said in those words, hoping it might ease her. Izzy took a moment before I saw her relax, slumping down on her spot once more. She lowered her head and dug her fingers into her scalp. Oh boy . . . This is much worse than I thought.

Unbeknownst to me, Sa'iye, Lex, and Brackett moved to sit closer to us, moving onto the small rocks that were nearby. Izzy whipped her head up, seeing that she had the full attention of the party. But with nowhere to go, she lowered her head once more. I sat down next to her but kept a small distance in case she got uncomfortable.

"It's not your fault." She started at first and that is what I expected. In all the times I'd known her, she was mostly trying to apologize for Royce's mistake. "We've been through Hell on that reserve before we came here. No . . . we were fucked up long before we arrived there."

Slowly, she raised her head again, looking directly at me . . . as if I was the one who needed to hear.

"We've killed so many innocents as assassins. Men . . . women . . . children . . . We deserve to go to Hell after we die. And yet here we are . . . still alive while many were killed by our hands. Royce suffered the worst, even more so when those Bad Bloods you called captured us for their amusement . . . their Hunt. We killed them but were stranded to survive again and again. Then that four-armed Yautja came and hunted us again, only for us to kill it like the others before. After that . . . Royce was never the same after that."

I swallowed, hearing small gasps from Lex and Brackett. Sa'iye merely rattled her mandibles but I knew she was listening. Her story was starting to remind me of my own except for the beginning. My curiosity etched into my brain to ask what they have done but it was not my place. Some things were better left alone.

"I thought things were looking better for us when Rory got us out of there and back to Earth But Royce didn't see it that way. He became bitter towards everyone, including me. And now . . . when you came . . ." She stopped and her eyes bore into my own, almost making me feel vulnerable. ". . . and the others, it enraged him. But I think there's more to it."

"So Royce is angry with himself?"

Brackett asked and Izzy nodded for confirmation. "Yes. But it's hard to turn the mirror on one's self. So I think he's taking it out on anyone who reminds him of the past."

"So he's taking it out on me."

I spoke and Izzy's eyes were enough to tell me that I was correct. So that's why he's angry with me. It doesn't atone for his behavior but I have some understanding. Maybe that's why she's trying hard to protect him.

"That's pretty fucked up."

Lex made a going point. And I thought I was more than the others. This is bad . . . off the deep end . . .

Izzy lowered her head once more. "That's why I want to apologize for his behavior but I know it's not enough. Forgive him, please."

To be honest, I never really blamed her. I was more curious about Royce and his actions towards others. Even in CHPS, he didn't appear friendly to anyone other than Izzy due to being together longer along with the understanding between. Still, he was hurting himself and his wife unknowingly. Eventually, I would have to confront him about it or else he'll lose his life. But for now, I kept it secret from Izzy. She doesn't need this right now.

As a gesture of good faith, I placed my hands on either side of her face and pulled her closer until our foreheads were together. It was a move that I learned on Yautja Prime that honors another clan member, almost like a show of sympathy reserved for the most intimate of gestures. It's common for Lar'ja and I to use it since we are lifemates but never have I done it for anyone else. But I felt Izzy needed it most of all.

She tried to pull away at first but when she realized I wasn't trying to harm her, she relaxed. It was silent within our group as I took the moment to say what I wanted to say.

"You have nothing to forgive. Royce is his own man and must deal with this on his own. But he should be glad to have you for his lifemate."

"Lifemate?"

She asked curiously. I forgot she didn't know the meaning of the word in Yautja society. "I mean . . . wife. Sorry."

With that, she laughed. "I know what you meant."

I pulled away, smiling as I rubbed her shoulder. "Don't worry about it now. Let's enjoy this time together before we have to return to the boys."

"You have no idea."

We all laughed when Sa'iye said that, mostly because of the reputation of the males waiting for us. No matter what the type of species is, the opposite sex tends to be more stupid and reckless than females. At least I got to spend some time with my female friends. Seeing everyone get along, I felt like things were going to be okay.

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We only spent a few more minutes before it was time to head back with our loot. It wasn't bad, given the number of Unblooded along with soldiers who couldn't use their guns so easily. Seems pathetic when compared to Yautjas right? Either way, we came back to the Mothership with a bounty for us. When we arrived, Lar'ja and the other hunting parties hadn't arrived yet so we had to wait for them. Why do males take so much time? And I thought females were worse.

For now, we sent the rest of the meat to the other ships that followed us here. The leaders will make sure to ration the meat among the members but there will be a lot of bickering and fighting. It's the natural order of survival and Yautjas and oomans are no exception. The only problem is making sure the two sides don't kill each other over food supplies. We have plenty to go around.

Once the supplies were distributed, our group broke off to take care of personal matters. Lex went back down to the lower levels to check on Rory and the others. Brackett followed to do the same while Izzy went to look for Royce to make sure he didn't cause more trouble. It was only Sa'iye and I left to go and check with Za'hir as we made our way through the metal hallways.

"That was a pretty interesting conversation."

I raised an eyebrow. "You mean back on D'nii?"

She nodded. I thought she was going to say that it was annoying or too sentimental for her. Yautjas don't have much time to talk about sad stories or personal matters, only things about hunts and trophies. But Sa'iye surprised me.

"To think that we have a pauked up history, your ooman friends had it worse too. But I felt comfortable after a while. I can see why you befriended them in such a short time."

She gazed down upon me with a smile. I had to hold in a blush from embarrassment but I was happy. "Yeah. Sometimes, I feel the same way. How did I manage to get friends like you and them?"

"Because you understand our pain more than anyone else."

I stopped in the middle of the hallway. Sa'iye took a few steps forward before realizing that. Me? Understand their pain? Somehow, it didn't make sense.

"I don't know, Sa'iye. I feel like I'm the least of us to understand anything."

I didn't know why but I felt that it was true. I lowered my head to look at the cold floor, trying to find some reason as to the feeling washing over me. It wasn't until I saw Sa'iye's feet that I broke out of it and gazed upon her golden eyes.

"You do . . . deep down. It is what makes you different in a special way. You listen . . . and support them no matter how bad it could be. When I saw you with that ooman named Izzy or something, you helped her feel better. You're strong like a Yautja but you are forgiving like an ooman. I don't know much of the other species but I can see the good side in you. You know better . . . and understand. That is what makes you our Leader."

Her words bore deep into my soul. Sa'iye smiles and shrugs her shoulders. I couldn't help but smile at her reaction. She's much wiser than I give credit for.

"You may be right. But I have still much to learn."

She chuckles, using her upper mandibles like a rattle before she began to rant off.

"We all do. I mean . . . a lot has happened that we don't know how to deal with yet. Take me for example. Za'hir and I had to improvise after the surprise attack from the Bad Bloods and then we had to hide on a planet for a while. And then we got to know each other better. One thing led to another and the next thing we knew, we were officially together and then I became pregnant."

I listened on and on until my mind froze on that one particular word. My eyes blinked rapidly upon realizing it.

"Wait . . . What? You're pregnant?"

Sa'iye's mouth shuts tight like she just spilled out something she didn't want to let out yet. What in the pauk . . ? I didn't move a muscle and when Sa'iye realized it was too late, she relented, shaking her head up and down in nervousness.

"Yeah . . . I am."

I opened and shut my mouth multiple times. "With Za'hir?"

She nodded. "Yes . . ."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Anya."

I didn't know what else to say after that but in my head, it all made sense. The sneaking around with Za'hir . . . holding hands . . . walking together and looking embarrassed when I saw those intimate moments. I raised my hand and pointed to her. "I knew it. But how?"

It made Sa'iye blush. She probably figured it out that I knew something was going on. The only question is why she didn't tell me. It must be for a good reason.

"Well . . . things happened and we stuck with each other. But you were right. Za'hir needed time to get used to me and then it happened. I didn't find out I was pregnant until a few days before we left the ooman planet. You were in a lot of stress and I didn't want to worry you. Please forgive me if I offended you in any way."

Immediately, I shook my head. "You have nothing to apologize for. This is wonderful news!"

I wrapped my arms around her waist, squeezing as hard as I could. I felt her body tense like a rock but she didn't push me away. I let go after a minute, giving her the biggest smile. "Congratulations. I can't believe it though."

After a moment of shock, she smiled as well. "I still can't believe it myself."

"So . . . when is it due?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not sure yet but later in the season. I was elated to find out but I wanted to wait until I told you when the time was right. I guess this was it."

Happiness grew between us. Knowing that Sa'iye and Za'hir were finally together after all this time and now expecting a child . . . I couldn't have been happier for them. But at the same time, I thought about my situation. Unlike Sa'iye, I couldn't get pregnant no matter what I did. I already resolved myself to that fact but I couldn't help but feel sadness making my chest heavy. Regardless, I kept on smiling for her. She deserved a bit of happiness and I would be there for her every minute of it.

But then, I heard someone coming down the hallway and from the direction of the front deck. Both of us turned to see that it was Za'hir. Speaking of the devil. I smiled, thinking he was coming to check with us. I was about to open my mouth to tell of the big news when I saw the look of distress on his face. It was rare to see him show any emotion unless it was serious and this was no exception.

"Za'hir . . . What's wrong?"

Sa'iye noticed the odd change as well. Za'hir glanced at her for a second, emitting a small purr before he stopped a few feet in front of me. "We just got some news. Can we go somewhere private?"

I nodded quickly. "Of course."

We didn't waste time and entered the closest room in the hallway. We were lucky it was empty for the moment. Za'hir shuts the door behind, activating the security so no one could barge in unannounced. He didn't waste time when he turned around to face us.

"Forgive me for the sudden rudeness but it's urgent. We received a message from Arkarb just after we've sent the message to all the clans to meet us in the Udar system."

My interest peaked. "Arkarb? Is he alright?"

"He's alright for now, according to his words. But he informed us that the Bad Bloods are transporting him to an unknown planet in the S'kalk system. He doesn't know why but he heard plans for an ambush on our party."

The gears in my mind began to turn. I grunted in frustration though. The Killer Yautja is at it again.

"Do they know where we are going?"

Za'hir shook his head. "They don't have any clue yet but it's only a matter of time."

"How did they find us then?"

Sa'iye asked. Her voice filled with concern but Za'hir could only raise his shoulders in defeat. "He doesn't know but Arkarb figures that a scout must have seen us. For now, they are meeting with others to plan an attack."

"Then we can't waste any more time. We need to get going and cover our tracks before they know what's happening. Send for Lar'ja and the others to return."

I was about to turn around and head to the front deck to get everyone moving until Za'hir stopped me. "There is something . . . else you should know."

I stopped in my tracks and looked back at Za'hir. It was way to quiet for a moment so I knew something was wrong. I watched Za'hir as he contemplated whether he should say what's on his mind. I grew impatient and growled, alerting him not to hold up much longer. I need to know.

Za'hir looked directly into my eyes, took a deep breath, and spoke words that I thought I would never hear.

"Daugo . . . is alive."

Hello Everyone!

Wow . . . just wow.

It's hard to say in words. A lovely talk, followed by two bombshells, especially at the end. Many might have guessed this from the new chapter on Nexus but still . . . a surprise.

So many things going on but at least Anya is making more friends and she needed a girls' night out or rather a hunt out lol.

But with such news that Daugo is alive (still wow), what will she do? Will she go and save him and Arkarb? Or will she do what is best for everyone, even if it means giving up on them?

Find out when Chapter 21 is posted next week (Friday the latest) unless changes are posted on Instagram.

Thank you for Mariah, Anonymous-E, NeverNeverLady, Nightroad816, and Guest for the reviews on Chapter 19. I'm glad all of you are loving the story and hope you keep enjoying it during such difficult times.

Thank you and Good Hunting! And stay safe and healthy! :)))

Reading notes:

Normal = Anya (human form) or any human speaking English (ooman language)

Italic = Anya (human form) or any human speaking Yautja

Bold = Any Yautja speaking English (ooman language)

Bold and Italic = Any Yautja speaking Yautja language