Lya curled up as a ball in the cool darkness of her cave, twitching her black, white-striped tail in boredom. All she did was constantly Â watch the skies and the trees from her small den under a large rock. She despised this place. It was mundane and it certainly wasn't home. Since she was forcibly brought to Astiria by the UG, struggling throughout the whole transfer process, she felt defeated once they dropped her here and flew off, so she spent her days in a deep dark pit, depressed and sullen. Yet it also was a lot better than being out in the open, her dark fur would be a natural adversary to the hot weather. She only came out on occasion to thieve the provisions the other crossbreeds who had collected from the otherworldy spaceships. Her magenta slit eyes surrounded by a mask of silvery scales pierced into the skies trying to find how far away home was.Â<br/><br/>She remembered back at Elisia she always had a hunger for adventure and the wild side of things, she would travel the planet far and wide, and danger always amped up the excitement factor for her, not to mention she belonged there and knew each nook and cranny like the back of her silver-scaled hand. It helped that her travels were always alone, after all, she didn't always like company. Even if she did, it would take a special person to tolerate a mute half Elisian, half monster. Then they started capturing the cross breeds, and being the hybrid she was, she was prime target. After a few close calls in which she was narrowly captured, Lya began to think of the whole thing as a game, the greatest challenge of her life. Traveling by night, she'd have an advantage since she was able to see as clear as day, and her added speed, agility, and strength gave her leverage against her rivals. But alas, she could not evade them forever, and after about a month their game ended with her hissing, screeching, and growling. Her claws flailed angrily and she resisted the whole way until she was dropped at Astiria, game over.Â<br/><br/>She growled and her scaly paw swiped out in fury at the rocky wall making scraping sounds in her small den, the memory causing her great distress. She shuffled her position so the spikes on her back lay flat so as not to bother her when she lied on her back. She flicked a tongue in out out of her sharp pointed teeth in thought. There was no use in sulking here in this dark hole, perhaps it was time to stop being depressed and wander off a bit.<br/><br/>She decided at that moment that perhaps she had been overreacting at her loss of her little game with the purebreeds, and perhaps it wouldn't be too bad to explore the planet and to create new adventures. She frowned and clicked her teeth angrily, the only problem was, there wasn't much of a challenge, this place wasn't nearly as fraught with danger as her home planet, and probably much smaller. How was she going to make something of herself here? After all, she'd been here five days and nothing exciting had happened.Â<br/><br/>Seconds later, the earth rumbled as it there was an earthquake, dirt started falling from the ceiling of her dark den and it seemed ready to cave, Â her back spikes shot erect in surprise and she leapt out of the hole and into the brightness of the world. She hissed, placing a silvery paw over her eyes and squinting under the shine. The earth continued it's rumble a few moments longer then stopped. She twitched her ears and tail in confusion. What had happened? Was there a bomb? A meteor? She walked until she reached the source of the disruption.Â<br/><br/>There was a ship, one that would often bring supplies and cargo to the crossbreeds from the outside world. It appeared to have crashed, there appeared to be a bunch of crossbreeds tring to figure out how to open it. Â About 5 or 6 of them she guessed, probably more. Her tail waved of it's own accord, spikes pointed. She was bothered by the large crowd here, so instead of going forward to see the large sandy crater she watched as they introduced themselves to one another, she walked a bit closer, but stopped a far distance away just watching the happenings of those in front of her carefully, her tail swishing about nervously.Â