12-25-2015, 05:30 AM
Thundermouth laughed causing bubbles to appear in the water. "You're the third womb. The first didn't survive the forest. The second lasted long enough to birth a litter of fuzburs."
He slid closer to Khell in the water then wrapped his long flat tail around the alien's waist. "Plants tend to share language with other plants in their galaxies. Maybe if your kind tried to communicate the plants on your world would speak to you. Might give you some ideas on how to solve your problem."
Thundermouth eased his huge body closer to the alien. "Intentions mean very little when resources are slim. Ceblion's moon would have been a better choice if you wanted to grow crops. The land has sat waiting to spring life." He sat his front arms over the alien's legs.
He slid closer to Khell in the water then wrapped his long flat tail around the alien's waist. "Plants tend to share language with other plants in their galaxies. Maybe if your kind tried to communicate the plants on your world would speak to you. Might give you some ideas on how to solve your problem."
Thundermouth eased his huge body closer to the alien. "Intentions mean very little when resources are slim. Ceblion's moon would have been a better choice if you wanted to grow crops. The land has sat waiting to spring life." He sat his front arms over the alien's legs.