Log Date: Day 11
Location: Euclid Galaxy, Dejangput Void region, Star System Zeta, planet Zeta-Primum's moon Dogkind
My second day with Solba. It quickly came to my attention, whilst we were preparing for the night prior, that Solba is in fact female. It is imply mind blowing that I would find another of of my species, let alone a member of the opposite gender. I can't help a certain rush of... excitement now when I'm around her. Perhaps it's that strange attraction I had mentioned previous. Or perhaps it's instinct calling me to perform as I was biologically intended to as per the survival of our dwindling species. Regardless, it has seemed that overnight I've gained a new protective quality over her. This morning, when I had been preparing for the day's exploration, Solba had approached me and asked to fly the ship. I was apprehensive at first, but I can't seem to resist her pleads. It's actually a newfound weakness of mine, her voice. In a universe where I hardly know how to communicate with the traders and warriors, it's refreshing to hear her light voice cascading around the language I'm most familiar with, the language I grew up with. I couldn't help but relinquish control of my space craft to her hands, whether they were capable or not.
Much to my relief, she took to the controls of the ship like a fish would to water. With some basic guidance on my end, the two of us took to the skies above. It wasn't long until we were rounding Zeta-Primum. On the far side of the planet, one I had admittedly not explored all that much. On the other side, it was revealed to the both of us that this planet had a moon. While contemplating how to name the moon, Solba insisted that we named the moon 'Dogkind'. I have no clue what possessed the girl to name a place such as this something so outlandish as that, or where she might have picked up such a word. What was a dog? What was its kind like? Did she know something I didn't?
Regardless, I wasn't left to revel in my own thoughts for long before Solba was landing the ship on this moon. I outwardly questioned her motives, earning me a stern look in response. So I was to be her tail as we we tread about this barren, lifeless planet, collecting oddly perfect trapezoids from the lavender and verdant colored caves that dotted such an odd moon. I would later be astonished to find that such so-called Vortex Cubes sold at high prices. Many trips were spent back and forth between trading stations and the caves where we collected cubes, my eyes always on her, watching our surroundings for any possible threats. She would often distract herself too much, prompting me to refill her life support when it ran low. What was wrong with me? Why did I care so much about someone I had only met the day prior? Was this was solitude did to one's psyche? Was I really this disenfranchised with alien company? Or were my hormones getting so out of if around her, simply because she was female? I had to run through my life support several times to make sure I was still functioning normally. Like the cubes, I could all but feel myself falling into a disarray of sorts, ever swirling, ever wisting and changing...
Her frame silhouetted against the gentle permanent twilight echoed in my mind long after we had left the moon far in the distance.
