I'm glad they find my job so amusing. But you know what? Even my most boring days will still be more interesting than standing around guarding a base all day. The truth hurts. Sorry, not sorry, military gym-bros!
When I went to pick up the dog dish, I also realized that something reeked. What the hell is that smell? I looked around, not seeing anything. It smelled like strong pee. Animal urine, maybe? Were there wild animals around here as well as aliens? I wanted to see!
I brought the dish in and placed it on the counter. Someone around here may have a pet that will eat this. Out of the corner of my eye, through a window, I caught a bush moving. Son of a — were they out there again?!
This was it. Prepare to meet my wrath!
I grabbed the broom and mentally prepped to rip the door open and clobber some dude for messing with me. I weighed the broom in my hand, ready to swing, ripped the door open and...
Screamed.
Chapter 8
Gr’ruuf
She yelled. Loudly.
This was not the response I expected.
I did not have time to put the gheeghee down. I had just caught it and hurried to leave it for her as a gift. The small furred corpse was still warm, and the blood was minimal. Really, it was a very good kill.
She opened her home to find me standing there holding it. She stared at me. She stared at the gheeghee. She stared at me again. I smiled at her. She screamed.
My head and tail drooped with sadness. Did she not find me presentable?
I quietly held out the gheeghee to her, and her demeanor immediately changed.
"Iss dat fer mee?" She pointed at the gheeghee.
I had no idea what she was saying, but her voice was so light and soft. It was our first time speaking, and it made me want to sing to the round-in-dark from happiness.
"I do not yet speak the shiny-container language. I will learn."
Her eyes became big. "Yuu barkt. Iss dat yer tawking?"
I still had no idea what she was saying, but she smelled wonderful. Unmated and scenting of pink blossoms and wet greens. If only she would accept my mating offer.
I presented the gheeghee to her again.
Her face seemed sad as she stared at the food. Does she not like gheeghee? Should I have brought a brrip instead? They have spikes, though, and she looked soft.
She visibly swallowed as she held out her hand to accept the gheeghee.
It was happening! She was accepting my offer to mate!
I placed the gheeghee into her palm and waited expectantly. She smelled lightly of fear. This was to be expected; we just met. We were both new to this mating. She was anxious, same as me.
"Tank yu." She stared at the creature before looking up at me and offering a small smile. My tail swayed happily in response.
Then they returned. The same males from earlier.
My head swiveled in their direction, a low growl forming in my throat. She remained unaware until they were practically upon us, but I could hear and smell them.
"Uppity bitch thinks she can act all high and mighty? She's just a pet for the local dogs. We'll show her."
I do not know what they said, but it was not friendly and they scented like anger. Danger. Her face fell as she heard them, confirming my thoughts. A moment later, three container males rounded the corner to the front of her home.
PROTECT MATE!