Lyra glared at Data. "My people you're talking about. Might want to keep those thoughts to yourself." she tapped at her bracer, bringing back in the image of the changed predator. "Now, as is the nature of the predators, this led to a feud. This lasted several thousand years, during the rise of humanity and several larger wars that the yatjua had. Eventually, my clan, the wolves, and our long fang, our leader, tried to negotiate peace. There was a reluctant agreement, and so for a thousand or so years they reluctantly agreed not to fight. Now, at this time there was a change in the major clan's leadership, who began to believe the universe belonged to us, trying to begin a genocide against the rest of the race in the galaxy. Our clan claimed this was insane, that the great huntress would never approve of it, and abandoned the race. after a hundred years or so, the leaders of the major clans were killed, and replaced. Our clan returned, in the hopes of fostering change. They were captured, and a cruel game was set. The venomous fangs and several other clans were put in an arena with all of our people. They massacred us by blade, every man, woman and child, although we fought back and killed the venomous fangs leader. The only one left alive was Dancing Blade, who took the mantle of Long Fang. He was given a small ship, and forced to wander the stars as his clan had before they were killed. He was called to the great hunt, where he realized the strength of non Yatjua races. At that point, he invited myself, and several other humans into the clan. We built ourselves up, and defended earth from marauding bands of hunters. The long fang, dancing blade, fought the attacking Yatjua clan leader to clan leader, as it is said you should in the ancient days. During his last battle, the venomous fangs brought along two other clans, who challenged him at the same time. He still managed to kill them all, but died in the process. We couldn't stay on Earth forever, so we left into the galaxy and made a name for the wolves, allowing other races to join us, like Xyleena here." She patted Xyleena's head, who gave a purr.
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The queen held still inside the pod, waiting for her time to strike.