<strong>Hroon</strong><br/><br/>For the Ghrenda'ana known as Hroon, life was looking pretty good lately.  Once upon a time, life had been something of a struggle to survive, stalking through the jungles of her home world, hunting alone, or alongside the cunning Ghrenda, not knowing from one day to the next where she would find herself or whether she would be having anything to eat...  It hadn't been a very happy life, she knew now, but at the time, she hadn't even been capable of imagining anything better for herself.  The matter of survival had kept such dreams out of her mind entirely.<br/><br/>Then had come the abduction, which had initially been quite the frightening experience.  Lifted up into the air, spun around and around, and then that bright light...  And when she awoke, she had been a cold place, laying against some sort of silvery stone that she had never seen before, and she had been unable to move.  Those had been frightening days, when she was unsure of the intentions of the massive creatures that she soon understood had taken her from the jungles she once considered home.  But she came to understand their intentions soon enough, just as they came to understand her needs soon enough, and before long, her living space had been transformed into the veritable paradise she regarded it as now.<br/><br/>It was such a nice, warm place, kept at just the temperature she liked, and the whole enclosure was filled with plants from her native jungle.  There was warm soil, a tree to climb on, vines to swing from, and food was provided upon request, tasty food that seemed to magically change flavors as she ate it...  Games were provided, too, though she didn't realize that that was what they were.  There was the magic rock carving, with different parts that could be pressed down, and you had to press on them in order with the colored lights, there was the bouncy creature, that changed colors at random whenever you smacked it around a little, there were the glowy lights that sometimes descended from the ceiling, that she could jump onto and swing around from, and then there was the little scurrying creature that came in whenever she had to relieve herself and let her chase it around a little bit...<br/><br/>That one was a distraction, though.  She knew because she hadn't chased it around once, and this other, big creature had come in to keep the place clean.  The big one wasn't any fun, though, so most of the time she just chased the little one around, instead.<br/><br/>And all this magic and wonder in exchange for something so simple and enjoyable!  Hroon had felt the tentacles of her masters intrude into her body a few times, by now, and while that first ordeal had been rather unpleasant, they soon learned how to make her feel the pleasure that they seemed to derive from the act, such that she didn't mind it at all.  It seemed a fair trade to her, letting them have their way with her body in exchange for getting to live in such a wondrous place.  Her days were happy, and sometimes they even showed her some things that were really interesting!<br/><br/>Take now, for example.  From time to time, her enclosure moved around within the ship.  She had learned to recognize when she was being brought to other places within the ship, and while it was always a dizzying experience, it never took her too long to recover from that dizziness.  In this case, by the time she had recovered, her two saviors had brought in some sort of large, rumbling red creature, that breathed out noxious black smoke, like she had once seen coming from the top of a mountain.  Riding on top of it (inside it?) was a much fleshier, pink and yellowish creature, but that one wasn't the one that interested her.  Instead, dropping to all fours, she had let the two men and the blue woman inspect the pink one, and stalked about the edges of the room, studying the massive red creature, trying to determine which direction was its front and which was its back, and whether or not it had seen her.<br/><br/>It seemed docile enough, especially since everyone else was standing right next to it and paying it absolutely no thought at all...  Still, she waited a few more seconds before moving in closer, long legs bunching up beneath her and her butt sticking up in the air for a bit... and pouncing!  She aimed for the odd indentation on the creature's back, a part that was a brownish color, and landed without effort, fingers gripping tightly in case the creature panicked and attempted to throw her.<br/><br/>No movement.<br/><br/>She waited just a bit longer, tightened her grip...  Nope, the creature didn't seem to mind at all.  It was still making that rumbling noise, though.  Perhaps it was asleep?  Hmm.  Come to think of it, the brownish parts weren't as hard as the red parts, and kind of felt like a soft underbelly of some sort.  Maybe the pinkish creature was like its child or something, and had been feeding when they took it in...<br/><br/><strong>"Gah!  Pthngw!"</strong>Yuck!  Okay, no, that definitely wasn't food...  Looking at her two saviors, she asked the question that was on her mind.<strong>"Faneesh?  Ganonk?  What is this?"</strong><br/><br/>That was her best attempt at pronouncing their names.  Fneech'ngkt was Faneesh, Gnongktingunk was Ganonk, and Nystl-za was Squiggurl.  Or Nisstil, but that name sounded like she was hissing in displeasure, so she didn't really like to use it.