February 1, 3306
Swoilz AW-C d125, planet 2
The commandeered pirate ship provided warmth from the blizzard outside. Though the idea of leaving the planet appeared tempting, the real prospect of being turned into orbital debris by either party remaining above, punctuated the need to remain firmly grounded.
The prior captain of the ship was readily forthcoming with information, with the fear of becoming dinner aiding towards the loosing of lips, with truth spilling from mouth. Tzebra was confident in what he had been told to be honest, allowing him to better assess the situation they currently found themselves in.
Though Poppy was more relaxed than before their ordeal; having slept on a real bed. Her desire to shower with actual water, was placed on hold by the necessity of remaining in her current condition; scent of the natural surroundings, and natural body oils providing aid as a hunter-gatherer.
The crew of the ship was not as fortunate as their captain. To achieve stealth and surprise, the majority were quickly set upon and disposed of; buried beneath several feet of snow outside. Tzebra mentally revisited his concern towards the change in Poppy. The taking of life had become too easy. Her smiling upon the captain, screaming in terror at their feet, had worried him greatly.
With an enemy above, and more upon the ground, at various locations, Tzebra was trapped by circumstances. He desperately needed to remove Poppy from these surroundings, and begin taking the edge off her new animalistic nature, though that same nature would aid them both in survival. Tzebra hoped that there would be time to reverse some of what she had become; before becoming too dangerous.