by LD Marr
Some have been taken already! Hoyvil thought. I’d better pick one before they’re all gone.
He walked past an empty spot to the next one where a male human was performing martial arts moves. The red-haired male was stockier than the usual design for space travel, with cool genetically designed tattoos along his arms and chest.
M. Hoyvil stopped in front of the Earth man and watched him. The man smiled and kicked high in the air.
Hmm. It might be fun to have someone to practice fighting with, thought M. Hoyvil. Of course, it would all have to be pretend. They’re so much smaller and weaker and slower. I could easily kill him by accident if I wasn’t careful. That wouldn’t be good.
M. Hoyvil stood there watching, trying to decide whether taking this one would be a good idea or not. Out of nowhere, he heard the sound of a small female telepathic voice.
“Here! Over here!” said the voice repeatedly and insistently.
Who’s that? he wondered.
He looked around, but there were no female Verdantes close by. And those walking by weren’t paying any attention to him at all. They might have been interested in the human male, but they wouldn’t approach the container when another Verdante was already there. That rule stopped people from fighting over the same pet.
No. The strange, tiny voice wasn’t a Verdante, and it seemed to be coming from the direction of the cube next to him. M. Hoyvil looked over. Now a human female stood there. She held a teeny, tiny gray and white cat in her arms.
Could that Earth female be telepathic? M. Hoyvil wondered. No. That’s not possible.
M. Hoyvil lost interest in the martial arts man. He walked over to stare at the young woman with the cat. The tiny voice stopped.
Did I really hear that? he wondered.
He shook his big green head. The pink-haired Earth female smiled up at him.
This is the one! M. Hoyvil suddenly knew it for sure without knowing why.
He made the hand signs asking the human if she would like to go up to space with him.
She didn’t answer right away. She lifted her cat, stared at it, and talked to it.
Could that cat be sentient? M. Hoyvil wondered. No. That’s not possible either.
But the young woman seemed to be asking the cat’s opinion. The cat leaned toward M. Hoyvil behind the clear barrier and reached out her paws toward him. Then the Earth female nodded her head and gave him a thumbs up.
M. Hoyvil placed his palm on the pad outside her viewing container to select her.
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