Thread: The Landing-Ryax and Moon

the four cats stared at Meteo, the only one brave enough to come forward and look at them properly. the only person who seamed to understand what he was saying was the little tiger who had first spoken and she beamed at him happily. Earth! hat a pleasant name for a planet! she chirped happily, the massive warrior in the back uttering a short... word? sentence? whatever it was, it was a growling sound, his lips moving as his ears pinned back as Meteo offered his hand, gripping the spear tighter. even though no one could understand what he 'said' it was clearly a warning and the little tiger whirled, her hands on her hips as she uttered similar noises. coughs, snarls, growls, mewls and deep throbbing sounds that where almost like a purr. the mighty White Tiger backed down, looking away from her with his nose high in the air, clearly sulking. whatever was happening, it was pretty obvious that the small Tiger was in charge, because the Snow Leopard and Cheetah, just hid their amusement behind their hands and avoided looking either tiger in the eyes lets they burst from their amusement. we are grateful to be welcomed. the little tiger stated, settling her hand over her heart and bowing to him, the other two females mimicking the movement. the Male just growled. ignore my Brother, he is grouchy from a long flight, and doesn't like me speaking to Aliens. the little tiger admitted, looking amused. the other three cannot understand you right now. i have the only working translator. she reached up and fingered the earring and the lip ring, showing what the translator was. we are here to learn and share knowledge! and to Trade goods of course. she admitted with a nod. we are of Ithrea, a planet many, many light years away from here. she admitted. we are looking for many rare metals, and minerals... mostly minerals. she admitted. we are curious about your planet and your people, and will do our best to acclimate ourselves to your rituals and customs while we learn more about each other. she chirped, beaming happily at him. i am Alma.all-Ma she introduced, smiling at him happily. this is Tuthtooth. she introduced the Tiger who bowed another greeting to him. this is Izra is-rah, and that is my brother, Amal ah-mall. the Male again, ignored them, scoffing in annoyance at having been dragged millions of light years away from his home, and his job. would you like to see what we have for trade? Alma asked, offering him a smile before she turned to the two girls, speaking in that strange cat language again, the both of them racing into the ship, and coming back out with a large flat... thing, that seamed to be hovering. on it, where huge arrays of materials and things. there where strange seeds of all colors, strange rocks that made chiming sounds when you touched them, huge crystals and gems, some of which where familiar. there was a ruby the size of Meteo's head even! there was samples of metal as well, large chunks of shining gold material that gleamed like gold, but was as flexible as tinfoil, there was shimmering gray metal, the same as the ship, which could be bent like rubber, but didn't break even when it was struck hard with a hammer and nail. there was food too, most of it meat. there was some white meat that looked almost like crab, a deep purple meat that smelled faintly of beef, there where even some fish. but what really caught the most attention, where the piles of silks of various amazing colors that was even softer than silk that shimmered in the light. there where even already made outfits just waiting to be tried on, all of them skimpy at best, but also artful. the one that caught the most attention was a pair of 'panties' that had a long train in the front and back, like a skirt that had the leg parts cut off. the top was basically a bra with long sleeves that would hang over the hands and trail along like a cape. it was in shimmering light blues and softer whites that made the fashionista's nearly drool. it was clearly a outfit for impression. like a prom dress, or a wedding gown. the other villagers where simpler people, they didn't care for rare gems or strange metals. though many of them where interested in the little 'carved' figurines made out of some of the gems. there was something that looked like a Dragon, there was something akin to a horse, only without fur nand it had a beak. there was a massive spider with large mandibles and ten legs instead of eight. the large Male had taken out a small knife that seamed to hum, and had grabbed a tiny purple gem, and used the knife to care itty bitty slivers off at a time, clearly bored with all the excitement that was happening around them. the Ithreanians had even brought out wood samples. woods so deep red they looked stained with blood, so white they looked like so, marbled with grays and blues... it was amazing, the selection that the aliens had brought with them for trading. so... what do you want for trade? one brave little girl asked, having been eying up a tiny figuring of the dragon like thing the tiny tiger clapping her hands happily. according to our initial scans. salt is a basic commodity of this planet. we have no salt on our planet, it is very rare for us. we will trade anything on the table for salt. she promised, beaming at them. any larger trades, will have to be dealt with other materials... if anyone has... she paused, struggling to find the right words and finally shook her head. we would like to examine your technology, to see if we can use parts of it, to fashion new translators, and fix a few damages to our ships electronics.