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the sides in different directions, some in the same direction. He thought the colors different rocks. He gave her a quick nod of his head.
    “The black will take you to grass, in fact if you feel the black line the texture is grass. The blue will take you to a large body of water, the green smaller ponds. If you feel them they are wet, but don’t drip, which is kinda cool. Each line will take you to a place. The silver is forested areas.”
    Citun raised his hand but Storm grabbed him then quickly let go. He leaned in for a closer look, noticing the red line moved in a rolling lazy fashion. It bubbled and spit but remained contained in the lines. There was a unique smell to the flow.
    “Does the red go somewhere unsafe?” he asked.
    “The red burns, it leads to an active volcano.”
    “Thank you.” Citun doubted he would have been injured; he had encountered the substance she spoke of. His skin was almost impossible to penetrate, but he was pleased she reacted to keep him safe. He felt it time to explain her situation. “Storm, this planet isn’t safe. The Gorgano will return again and again to find you and kill you. The Cono might one day get lucky. My planet is a safe place for you to go, within reason. We have our own problems, but there are humans who live there and are happy. I came looking to save humans. Imagine my surprise when one saves me, and then strives to keep me safe. You would be welcome on my planet. No more running and hiding, you would be embraced into a community.”
    She frowned. “You said males and females live apart. What community would embrace me?”
    “My warriors. None would hurt you. Human females are somewhat new to my planet, but my warriors are handling the interchange well enough. The females of my kind are pleased some of the warriors have found human mates.”
    “I don’t know.” Her gaze shifted, he winced wondering if the word mate was a good idea. Citun could smell her fear.
    “You don’t need to decide right now. Help me find my warriors. Perhaps we’ll have some time to get to know one another. If you decide to board my vessel and don’t want to come with the Zargonnii, there are other planets that are safe.”
    “There is no safety.”
    “I promise you there is.”
    “I don’t want to live in a jungle and have sex every two years.”
    Citun chuckled. “We have a place human females and males reside.”
    It was true except the place was empty; all human females on his planet were mated to Zargonnii males. The human males who stayed lived with Zargonnii males of their own free will to help raise their children.
    “I’ll help you find your warriors. After that, we’ll see.”
    It was good enough for Citun. He planned on keeping this female. As long as she was with him, she would stay with him.
    * * * *
    Storm kept a few feet away from the huge warrior. She was a good judge of character. Citun wasn’t lying about his warriors. There would be no reason to. She knew space ships hovered overhead. They were deep inside one of the numerous mountains, but every so often a patch of sky overhead gave them a peek at what lay in wait. The Gorgano vessel was half the size of the Zargonnii vessel. The Gorgano were tall gangly aliens; they wouldn’t need the size a Zargonnii would. Citun was huge, broad, tall.
    Glancing back at him briefly, she noted the difference. There was a definite change to his size when he was calm. His bare oval belly had a ten pack that smoothed when he grew. There were gaps between his large teeth that filled when his teeth expanded. He was a strange sight. Thankfully when he changed, he wasn’t ugly like the Tonan. The deceptive stunning good looks of the Tonan made her and the other women swoon until they realized how evil he was. Never again would Storm be swayed by a pretty face.
    There was no mistaking Citun’s purpose on the planet. The warrior was there to capture or coerce females. A massive group of warriors figured they were no match for