A/N: I know that Yautja have their own system of time, but I get confused by it and don't know it. So I'm just going stick with human measurments since it's easier to handle. I'd still like to apologize to everyone about the inconvinience. Sorry.
III
Tal'na had just left her private quarters. She now had her Kombi Stick, Single Wrist Blades (one blade each wrist), a pair of knives, and her medical kit. Even with just her basic gear she looked as if she was prepared for a war. Currently, she was moving toward the training room of the ship. This was the time of the day the veterans got together for a training session and battle practice. All of the Unbloods had already finished their sparring under the watch of their instructors. This was the best time to collect her scout group.
As she approached the sparring veterans on the far side of the training room, she figured that four volunteers of the gathered thirty would suffice. It was only a scout mission; not an assault. The veterans, male and female, continued their matches to the end while she simply observed. The losers were helped up by their victorious opponents as they were given constructive criticism so as to help improve themselves in the future. Despite their defeats, they only suffered minor scratches and bruises. So they could still make themselves mission ready. Eventually they all took notice of the well armed/armored female.
"Brothers and sisters, the Elder has requested that Ta'lik and I scout the area of our next hunt. I require four volunteers to prepare and make themselves ready. Those who should decide to partake in this mission must be at the drop pods in twenty minutes." With that, she turned and left. She'd let them decide who would go. They'd probably spar to decide and if they did it wouldn't surprise her since she'd probably do the same. For the time being, she would go and check on her brother to make sure he was ready.
Ta'lik was currently in his own room. Donning his armor and equipment he heard a knock at his door. "Enter." he called. Tal'na walked in already set for the task ahead. "Brother, are you almost ready?" "Almost, sister. I need only pack my data pads and Sample Kit." She nodded and waited patiently for her younger sibling. She, like every other Yautja female, was protective of her younger sibling. Most females developed a somewhat motherly affection for the blood related offspring that came after them. On past missions the duo had together, she'd made certain he stayed close to her or that he was at least within seeing distance. And she'd scold him like he were but pup if he ran off.
When he was done packing they both walked to the drop pods. "Are you certain have all that you require, brother? You aren't missing anything are you?" Despite her constant mothering, which could get irritating at times, he was glad for her concern. He was a decent fighter, but he was a Scholar by nature. While he could defend himself, take on opponents his own size, and hunt if necessary, the whole 'become the greatest hunter ever' thing just wasn't in him. And truth be told it had nearly gotten him killed on several occassions. His sister's interferance being all that shielded him from deaths cold and, more often than not, painful embrace. So he understood why she was always looking over his shoulder and checking up on him. Sometimes he just wished that she would realize he was only a few years younger than her and that he wasn't a pup anymore. But like the old saying goes: what can you do?
After a short and quite walk, they reached the drop pods. There they saw the volunteer veterans who would join them on the mission. Two males and two females. Each carrying their own individual and unique set of weapons, armor, and masks. Donning their own masks, the siblings entered the two nearest pods with the others doing the same. Each one would be deployed a in different parts of the mission related are so as to cover more ground. "Be safe, Tal'na." said Ta'lik as he got settled into his pod. "You too, Ta'lik." said his older sister. She hated leaving him in unknown locations on his own, even for a short while. "Paya protect us, guide us, and grant us great strength and skill. May she smile upon us this hunt." thought both of the siblings. The scout groups' pods closed. They felt the ships launching mechanisms put them into the launch tubes. With a sudden and violent jerk and shake the tubes launched them towards the planet below. As they flew through the atmosphere, they looked like they were falling stars heading to the planet's surface in the twilight hour.