Wiflor could only stand there as she kept questioning what was going on.  Why was it that they were talking with one another? Herald didn't speak with the last person she hung around, or at least to this much detail.  Though she also had to question how it was they were talking at all?  Wasn't Herald like her? Unable to communicate with them?  What she didn't know was that she lacked any language at all to base off her thoughts and desires of communication where Herald knew several as a merchant of another world and the analyst of the origin.<br/><br/>A bit frustrated she'd rub her nose up against Cyrus' hand as it pet her, only to face Herald again and allow his fingers to run through her hair.  His touch was a thing of much comfort and it would reflect heavily with her shoulders starting to slump and her pose becoming all too laxed.  Their tones sounded questioning but what could they be questioning?  Were they talking about her?  With a sigh she felt more and more frustrated by the situation, her eyes glancing to Cyrus and then Atticus before once more returning to Herald.  Were there more tests to be had?<br/><br/>__________<br/><br/>Oh how fun this moment oh how grand indeed for it seemed of that hour perhaps they truly did that nasty deed.  With a flick of his ears and fidget of his whisker his paws would react with a thing all that much quicker.  Undoing his robe with a flash and a blaze, his appearance would differ further with a glorious haze.  The dropping of his robe over his forearm would show, and it would be then that the gentleman they could at that time know.  A tux of sorts that adorned him from ankle to neck, a material unknown from the manufacturing of text, black as raven feather yet brilliant all the same, the art of a gentleman was ultimately Herald's game.<br/><br/>"Oh but what I smell says an entirely different story, how pleased your mother will be Wildflower.  But this does mean so much more paperwork to be filled out, identification numbers to acquire.  It took me a moment but I realize it now.  How thin she has become, how little she had to have eaten before you...As you say, took care of her.  I will say she must like you though, it's obvious she wanted you to survive."<br/><br/>Raising his free paw he'd itch at his chin, the smell of the girl was his automatic win.  The man had his smell all over her form, but considering her mating cycle he knew what was out of the norm.  Herald was no fool and he came here for a reason, for this time of year was the time of her people, the time of mating season.<br/><br/>"Case Four Nine Two Seven One Six Seven Three Eight, Gama.  Or as her first friend, a professor of a mountain side that overlooked a field of tulips hidden among the forest called her.  Wild Flower.  Ironic considering how terrible her allergies get when exposed to pollen...There have been several accounts of her attempting to mate with the subspecies of this domain.  However they kept her pretty well fed, and in that they were given all her strength in the act.  One human who thought to keep her in his basement for the time.  His house was destroyed and he died of his pelvis being smashed to a paste.  One series of small animals, seven yards of trees were snapped in the process of her trying to take them.  One Demi fiend.  They found their power at a limit and simply ran off."<br/><br/>With a sigh and wave of his tail all too glorious he'd drop his paw to a wave, offering what little he had to offer for that was all that he gave.<br/><br/>"After that I scheduled my visits with her to be a bit farther after she ends her cycle.  So what I saw after only ended up being the remnants of the scene.  But you?  You stand there in a keen fit of health and standing upright with no sign of broken anything or smashed everything about your body...So that means only one thing.  She starved herself cause she knew it was coming, oh yes I will say it makes me really jealous.  The fact that she cared so deeply for your life, it has me longing for my wife."<br/><br/>Another wave of his hand and a sigh to behold, he'd approach the campfire to lay the robe down only to after take his arms to fold.  To that he showed sorrow, some pain of his eye, a thing he would answer before one could hope to ask why.<br/><br/>"Now I fear for you my dear sir, but worry not for your life.  What I fear is that many things will have to be explained to you.  Case in point, you cannot keep them once they're born."<br/><br/>Once they are born? But the news was not even had.  Yet to add not to keep his kin?  Surely the poor fellow would be mad.<br/><br/>"But allow me to explain before you go searching the boxes for your bow.  Don't be of too much haste.  What you've got there is a Ulmatueau Vo, I myself am a Ulmatueau Gei.  Just two of the few hundred sub-races of Ulmatueau, not including Yhinliga, Ermnotravs, so forth and so on.  Ulmatueau Vo have very vicious eating habits however.  They can eat so little as a bite a day, or the entire supply of a stocked capital of the world's trade in an hour.  She'll likely give birth to three or four of such and even with your genetics they'll be fairly voracious.  As such they need a community that can teach them better, and sadly Wildflower there is not equipped to be one to teach them."<br/><br/>Taking a step back Herald did not know what to make of the situation that was now, his eyes weakening further with the thought as shown by his altering brow.<br/><br/>"Our people also suffer a great overpopulation issue.  As you can tell by her it's not often one of us dies other then of old age and due to that we tend to scatter our people through a multiverse of worlds.  The infinite of the universe itself and beyond that too...However many she has this litter could literally decimate your planet within, oh...Eight years?  Please understand that much."<br/><br/>All at once, Herald was anything but inefficient.  Offering knowledge and taking every little factor in what he found was most sufficient.<br/><br/>"So my good sir?  What exactly are you?  Your race I mean.  I'm curious what genetic code will be adapted into our system this time..."