Rillon Cottage at the Edge of Valendale Woods near Parrenthia…
JANEERI, a man with jet black spiky hair, tan fur with brown spots; works in his garden just on the outskirts of Parrenthia near the famed Valendale Woods. His brawker, a two-tailed canine, with short white fur and black spots; named Sebasti, lays under a nearby tree as Janeeri tills the ground getting ready to lay the next harvest’s crop.
Suddenly, his ears perk up as he hears a sonic boom from a distance far away. Janeeri’s head turns in the direction of the sonic boom. Sebasti’s head, also, perks up looking inquisitively at his master.
“Whur?” Sebasti says.
“Don’t know, Sebasti,” Janeeri says tossing down his tiller. “Let’s go check it out.”
Quickly, Sebasti jumps to all fours and the two begin sprinting through the woods. Janeeri knows they are getting closer due to the smell of the burning fuselage and the sound of the roaring fire.
The fire grows more intense as they close in on the crash site on the opposite side of the woods from Janeeri’s little cottage. Then, Janeeri and Sebasti stop in the bushes as they see the wreckage.
“What is that?” A confused Janeeri remarks. What he sees is a starfighter buried, partially, in the dirt as the fuselage of the wings burn and the plasmadrive to the right of the cockpit leaks near the kindling of part of the burning wing. “Is that a … metal bird?”
As Janeeri says this, the shattered cockpit opens only to have the glass completely break apart from the starship. From the starship, emerges a pilot who stumbles and falls onto the ground. The pilot, whose orange furred and black striped tail swishes back and forth, picks herself up off the ground and continues away from the ship. She is grabbing her right side with her left arm while her right arm in hanging limp. The pilot moans due the pain as she continues on.
Janeeri and Sebasti emerge from the bushes to go help the pilot, when a bright light comes before them forcing Janeeri to block his eyes with his arms. This light goes straight up into the air and out. the concussive force from the light sends the farmer and his brawker reeling into a large tree knocking the wind out of each of them. At the same time, the pilot is lifted into the air with her back being fried in the process. As the explosion of the starfighter subsides, she lands hard upon her face and bounces.
Janeeri, seeing the pilot injured, reaches for her, but quickly removes his hand as the pilot’s ancient katana-like blade, the tig-do-ra blade, which is melted and mutilated lands near her head where his hand previously was. Afterwards, Janeeri, still catching his breath, manages to crawl over to the pilot. Once there, he rolls her over to see how injured she is. The pilot’s helmet rolls off revealing a bruised female with red hair, orange fur with black stripes, and pointy ears. She stills continues to moan in pain.
“An alien female were-cat?!?” Janneri mutters aloud as he strains to stand up. He can feel the bruised ribs as he tries to breath normally. Then, Janeeri tries to lift the pilot off the ground as her body still is smoking from the explosion. Janeeri can smell the burnt fur and singed flesh.
“Whoa.” he remarks as he strains to lift the five foot four inch frame of the pilot. Then, he regains his composure and throws the pilot over his shoulder. “Uh, man, you’re heavier than I thought.”
Janeeri, then, whistles for Sebasti who comes to his master limping. The brawker looks up at his master with sad eyes. He is carrying the mangled blade in his mouth.
“We’ll get you checked out shortly. Come on, boy.” Janeeri tells the brawker at his feet.
Quickly, the two make their way through the woods over to Janeeri’s cottage. Once at the deep red wood cottage with front porch, Janeeri opens the front door and enters. He, then, moves through the quaint living room carrying the alien pilot. Then, he goes past the dining room into the master bedroom, where he sits her down upon the bed.