Wanted to doodle when Dar'cii was found!
Our 3 Yautja found the little ooman surrounded by an array of strange traps as well as hard meat corpses that fell to said traps. After a few hours of tracking the creature, the troup cornered him, amused when such a small being met them with not fear, but a slew of angry glares and silent aggression.
Deciding not to leave the strange suckling behind, Cr'iehg took him as a trophy, wanting to study the strange ooman. He soon proved more trouble than he was worth. Quickly showing a curiosity for their tech, breaking out of cages and rooms within the day, finding any and all gadgets he could get his little paws on.
Within a few months, he had figured out how to initiate the computers, pulling up holograms, one including the blueprint to the ship. Those strange golden eyes seemed to always be watching, learning.
Reprimanding the suckling for stealing his gauntlet again, Cr'iehg was surprised to hear a slew of familiar snarls and clicks, the mute pushing air through his blunt teeth and clicking his own tongue to mimic some crude Yautja curses.
It seemed it wasn't just there tech he was paying attention too. No doubt such rude words had been picked up from Ki'moi and Yau'nii's sparing sessions.
Amused, the large hunter decided to see how well the smaller could learn. If he could curse at him, surely he could learn to communicate properly, and what the defective suckling couldn't voice, he could substitute for simple hand signs.